Shen Qingxuan didn't expect that this would be like this, and it felt indescribable.

"So comfortable?" Yi Mo looked down at his dispersed expression, and pinched Shen Qingxuan's chest like a teasing: "Listen to yourself, it's so wet."

"Um"

"You're always moving?"

"How to move?"

"you……"

"You're enough!"

"I am really serving you this time."

When Shen Qingxuan heard this, he turned his face away and looked at the green veil bedside beside him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I'm making you feel comfortable?"

“It’s very comfortable!”

"Since it's comfortable, why doesn't there be any reaction here?" Yi Mo's hand slid between the two of them, pinching Shen Qingxuan's thing in his hand and fiddling with it: "But you lie to me?"

"...I'll make you angry." Shen Qingxuan said as he laughed, wrapped himself around his neck again, and whispered in Yimo's ear: "You will react when you make it."

"Get here?" "Or here?"

"You kiss me."

The collision of sight was like a collision between the glaciers that had been surging and erupting volcanic mud, which caused a violent roar. Then, the icebergs were as usual and the mud flowed away. Everything returned to its original state.

Yimo retreated.

The candlestick at the bedside was a photo of the dark and cold eyes, and she was ruthless and said goodbye, and disappeared into Shen Qingxuan's room like light smoke.

Shen Qingxuan lay alone for a long time, then pulled over the chaotic quilt and thought to himself that it would be better to do this next time in the dark. It doesn't have to be so bright, and it doesn't have to see those always deserted eyes so clearly.

As he thought about it, he laughed, and hehe, laughed one after another, but he opened his mouth, but he was silent.
Chapter completed!