The tip of the nose is surrounded by a faint fragrance of sunken wood, which is clear and pleasant to smell.

Si Yu's healthy arm wrapped around him, letting Song Zhao's head rest on it, fixing Song Zhao's direction without any objection.

At a close distance... Song Zhao could hear the man's strong heartbeat, and his cold and warm handsome face was not at all fluctuating.

"Si Yu, what's wrong with you?" Song Zhao browsed with concern for a moment, and had no intention of paying attention to the fact that the two of them had become more and more arrogant at this time.

The man's slightly thick palm slowly covered her soft cheeks.

His breathing was a little disordered, and his whole body was very stiff, as if he was restraining something.

“It’s annoying here.”

It turns out that the powerful ministers are still minding this matter?

Song Zhao felt his melancholy and hidden irritability, bit his lower lip and said indifferently, "Didn't I wipe it clean?"

Song Zhao felt that the cheeks on Si Yu's arm, which were kissed by Dan Tai Mo, were rubbing back and forth on it.

His eyes were red and his emotions were very depressed, as if his own baby had been touched by someone else, frowned and murmured, "And..."

"No more."

"……have!"

“…”

Immediately afterwards, Si Yu's slender legs squeezed between Song Zhao's knees, and occupied the little girl with all directions without blind spots. Her arms were firmly wrapped around her neck.

The skin that can be touched by the limbs is very tender and delicate, just like water tofu, which can be broken, as if it is a little force, it will turn into water.

The sweet fragrance on the girl's body fascinated him as always, from smell to touch, both stimulated his central nervous system.

Si Yu's black eyes swept out his desire for violence. He needed to bite his cheeks until he bleeded to barely restrain the dark thoughts.

I wanted to take off her clothes and kiss her, and every part of my skin was stained with his mark.

The blue veins on the arm are obvious. Because they are too depressed, the blue veins completely explode, demonstrating the man's fierce strength. It seems that in the next second, they can turn into a wolve and swallow the person in front of them into their stomachs.

Damn, do you want to suffocate her?

"Brother... I'm tight." Song Zhao raised his arm and slashed his arm, reminding him in a low voice.

Only then did Si Yu come back from the madness, focus his eyes on Song Zhao's red face, which was rubbed by his hands, and pursed his lips.

"Song Zhao, I feel uncomfortable..." His voice was suppressed, and his head buried in her neck, and he said hoarsely, "...help me."

The man's hot cheeks were pressed against her neck, grinding back and forth, rubbing lightly.

That posture.

It is like the noble and noble wolf king in the mountains, crawling humbly at the feet of his spouse.

"……Help."

This... who can refuse a handsome man to act coquettishly?

Song Zhao sighed quietly, "Then be gentle... my sister is a little afraid of pain..."

Si Yu paused.

He slowly raised his neck, tilted his head, poked his tongue, and gently licked her cheek.

The wet feeling was getting wet and greasy, as impatient as if a vicious dog was licking the last delicious meal on the earth.

Song Zhao's spine was stiff, his lower abdomen contracted rapidly, and his toes curled up, and his whole face became numb.

She slid her throat up and down, and she said discomfort, "...I didn't let you lick it."

What kind of dog looks like???

Si Yu looked at her with a steady look, "Here is his smell!"
Chapter completed!