Panshu's eyes were still very clear, and her fingers gently pressed against the boy's chest.
At this moment, the unruly boy seemed particularly vulnerable.
"My name is Panshu."
Pan Shu was as comfortable as teasing a small fish, "Be good, don't call me Qiao Qiao... You shouldn't call me by any other name for something like this."
The boy's hair was not as hard as he had imagined.
on the contrary.
A bit too soft.
He leaned lightly on Banshu's shoulder, his overly red lips breathing eagerly and slowly.
Pan Shu stroked his hair like a tamed puppy.
"Before this, you clearly hated me..." The girl hummed softly, "Cen Juan."
The word "Cen Juan" seemed to turn on a switch in the boy.
Cen Juan closed his eyes softly, his thick eyelashes casting a shadow on his lower eyelid, and a sickly red color appeared on his face. "...I don't hate it anymore."
He said.
I even like——
But she wouldn't believe it.
"What are we now?" Cen Juan now felt the excitement and panic of having an affair.
Because I don't know her at all.
She even seems to have a boyfriend.
If we use moral standards, Cen Juan feels that he is now a mistress who destroys other people's feelings.
This realization made him a little irritated.
"Nothing."
"...Cen Juan, it was just a kiss, is there any need to be so concerned?"
She was too cold.
Like a heartless scumbag.
Cen Juan's eyes were red and he said nothing.
Pushing open the door of the lounge, Ban Shu was slightly stunned when she saw a silver-haired boy leaning against the wall playing with a white ring on his fingertips.
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