His Naughty Little Girl is So Sweet

Jiang Ling knew that he couldn't hear what he was saying, but he could only feel his hot fingers pressing against her collarbone, increasing her strength again and again.

His voice was dumb, somewhat vague.

Jiang Ling knew that he subconsciously moved his ears, trying to hear what he said: "What are you talking about?"

The girl approached him again.

He filled his whole world with her fragrance.

Li Shunan was a little unbearable. He raised his hand and pressed her head against her chest to prevent her from moving. His thin lips slowly moved down to her ears: "I said..."

Jiang Lingzhi subconsciously held his breath and listened to his voice.

His voice is magnetically hoarse, and his breathing is hot: "You are so fragrant."

Jiang Lingzhi's body froze, and after reacting, he subconsciously wanted to step back: "Are you burnt out?"

Her wrist was still held in his palm, and the burning touch was too strong to be ignored.

Jiang Ling knew that there was no retreat.

Li Shunan suddenly turned over and was suppressed by the general through the thin Xia.

The light brown peach blossom eyes gradually darkened, and the always gentle color dyed a little bit of strength.

He was bowing his head, staring at her for a moment.

Jiang Lingzhi blinked his eyes, pressing his back against the soft mattress, and the breath on his face was blowing.

I don't understand how things suddenly changed like this.

Looking at the face close at hand, the sharply defined facial lines, narrow and long peach eyes, with strands of enchantment.

She even forgot to struggle.

Li Shunan buried his head in the fossa of her neck, and let out a low laugh from the chest cavity. It was magnetic and heavy, and it shook people's ears.

"I pestered me several times last night, isn't it enough?"

Jiang Ling knew: "..."

Jiang Ling realized that his body was stiff, and felt that the string in his mind was gently moved.

What does he mean by this?

Did he dream of her last night, many times?

Jiang Ling knew he was suffocated, and the heat on his cheeks started to heat up again.

What about this person.

so…

Not serious!

Jiang Lingzhi pressed his chest lightly and calmed his heartbeat: "You have a fever, let's go to the hospital."

Li Shunan lowered his eyes, staring into her eyes, dragging a lazy ending, and inexplicably bringing a somewhat vague hint: "You don't need to go to the hospital, you can cool me down."

His gaze slowly moved down, falling on her red lips, raised his hand, and gently rubbed his fingers on her red lips.

"..."

The temperature of his fingertips was a bit high, pressing on her red lips, the rough touch lightly rubbed, and the itch gradually spread to the heart.

I don't know why, a simple move was made by him a little bit.

Jiang Ling knew that his ears were burning badly, and pressed his palms against his chest, pushing him aside forcefully: "Can you be well!"

Li Shunan had a fever at first, and lost energy for a while. She pushed him to lie on the big bed next to him. A low muffled laugh came from his throat.

"It's not a dream."

In fact, I just reacted a little bit, not in a dream.

She in the dream mirror is not so vivid.

But he almost couldn't control his real thoughts, relying on the dreams he thought, and doing something to her.

"..." Jiang Lingzhi raised his hand and rubbed his red lips vigorously: "What are you playing. Rogue!"

Li Shunan leaned his eyes, put his arms behind his head, peachy eyes slightly bent, couldn't help but chuckled, and said in a melodious tone: "This is not, I thought I was dreaming."