When he lay down next to Zhang Muying, the guy tangled up like an octopus.

The noses of the two people were very close.

It is about no more than five centimeters.

With the light outside the house, Xia Yu looked down at the beauty beside him.

To be precise, it is a beautiful corpse.

Zhang Muying's eyelashes were very long and trembled slightly.

Her small nose is as crystal clear as it is carved with wax, and it is even and smooth, and it is even hard for you to feel her breathing.

A pair of plump and three-dimensional lips closed, like a flower stamen blooming in front of Xia Yu's eyes.

Xia Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, unable to suppress the urge to kiss her.

He lowered his head and thought for three seconds.

Anyway, I was confused about my previous life. She had to get a marriage certificate with her, so she was considered a fiancée. It was normal to do something to make people talk, right?

Xia Yu bent down and gradually approached her.

When the distance was less than two centimeters, Zhang Muying raised one hand to block him.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Muying asked weakly.

"What do you think?" Xia Yu kissed her palm.

"no."

Zhang Muying resisted slightly, her power was not as great as Xia Yu imagined.

hey-hey.

This is his experience, which is called symbolic resistance, but in fact he wants to refuse but welcomes him.

Xia Yu took her hand and prepared...

It was at this moment that the lights in the house suddenly lit up.

My aunt stood outside the door with a look of horror.

She quickly covered her eyes, "I'm sorry, you guys continue."

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