The soft tongue tip faintly depicts the young man's graceful and thin lips.

One inch, one inch.

Charming and soft.

Unlike the kiss that fell on the cheek last time, it was separated by just one touch.

This time...

Detailed, messy, and tender.

The boy was completely stunned.

The body has never moved at all, and even the corners of the clothes are hanging slowly like flowing clouds, flowers blooming and falling, and they are not afraid of favors and disgraces.

Only the slender, thick, black and curly eyelashes were left slightly, and sometimes they trembled like a phoenix tail butterfly.

The too slender eyelashes flashed gently across her fair and smooth cheeks, itchy.

Feather eyelashes intertwined, breathing intertwined.

No longer satisfied with the simple touch between lips, Fenghua pinched the two crystal-like fingers of the boy's delicate jaw, and used a little force. She half bited the boy's lips, making the color more bright as blood. She smiled and coaxed her softly: "...be good, open your mouth."

Really domineering president.

Wei Qingci's elegant Adam's apple rolled, and in the quiet carriage that was only slightly heavy and scorching breathing, the sound of swallowing saliva was particularly clear.

Fenghua smiled even more happily, and said with red lips vaguely: "Young Master, don't hold on..."

She leaned over, and a beautiful flower rippled slightly from the white skirt, and she knelt on the boy's lap.

In front of him was her, behind him was the wooden wall of the carriage. There was no way to retreat and no way to avoid it.

From a distance, the carriage slowly driving in the darkness vaguely outlined an overlapping figure.

The woman sat on the boy's legs, her beautiful figure stretched out like a slender crescent moon, with all her ink-colored hair pouring down, covering half of her face.

It is as secluded as charming as a charming person.

The two of them were very close to each other, almost facing each other, breathing lingering together.

Wei Qingci's heartbeat was pounding, and it was turning all the way in her chest, almost jumping out of her throat.

His eyes were very dark, as if he was covered with a layer of flame, hiding the scorching and thick magma.

Overwhelming.

"Ding! The target character Wei Qingci, favorability 10, strategy completion 45!"

"rouge……"

What the boy wanted to say, his lips moved slightly, but he was about to spit out a word and she took advantage of the situation...

Take the opportunity to invade.

Pry open two bright and colorful lips with shimmering water.

Between lips and teeth, the fragrance is filled with erotic...

kiss.

Kissing with stunning teenager.

It is undoubtedly a very enjoyable thing physically and mentally.

However, Her Majesty the Queen forgot one thing, she is now... a paper man.

So the temperature in the carriage increased step by step, the breath was ambiguous, and the lips and teeth were wet and blurred. When she suddenly lost weight and turned into a wisp of soul body, Fenghua was confused.

A piece of white paper in the shape of a little man fell swaying on the boy's light green robe.

Poor and helpless.

Wei Qingci was also stunned.

His slender fingers moved slightly, subconsciously picked up the little man on his robe and took it to the point of a delicate clue. A strange color could not be allowed to appear on his lips, which was shimmering in color.

It seems to be laughing, not to laugh.

It seems like I'm enduring something.

Not ridicule.

Her Majesty the Queen came back to her senses from her confused state, and saw the boy's expression at a glance. She suddenly became inexplicably angry, her tone was no longer lazy, and she warned with a light scolding:

"Don't laugh."

It would be fine if she didn't say it, but as soon as she finished speaking, the boy burst out with a 'puff'.
Chapter completed!