Shen Wanqing thought there was nothing wrong. He reached out and took a sip of wangzi''s milk from Krister''s hand. As a result, he threw up without accident.

    "Poof -"

    Fuck!

    Shen Wanqing puffed at the corners of his mouth. No... isn''t it?

    She licked her lips and looked at the young man in front of her. She looked at each other''s light, pure and clear eyes and coaxed: "how about another drink?"

    The Pope raised his eyebrows slightly under the crown, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and took Wang Zi''s milk in her hand.

    After a drink, the girl sitting on the body suddenly came together.

    The tip of her tongue hooked the milk beads and rolled away the sweet milk. She just wanted to withdraw, but she didn''t expect that her waist was tightly closed, and her cold fingers were close to the back of her brain.

    The thin and soft lips covered her, and the light pressed on her lips. The last bit of milk left was repeatedly ground and licked mercilessly, and Shen Wanqing felt caught off guard. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her arm around her shoulder was subconsciously tightened.

    In each other''s grinding and tossing, the girl in her arms made a low and shallow hum.

    Mixed with the sound of water, mixed with the unstable breath, disordered and ambiguous.

    ……

    "No, no..."

    Finally, the girl gasped, pushed the Pope''s shoulder, slipped her fingertips over the tassels, and the bell rang slightly.

    He let her go, his thin lips were red and watery, holy but very attractive.

    Crestel pressed her forehead and her clear voice was indifferent: "is it sweet?"

    The girl in her arms is a little shy. How do you feel that guanxia has learned bad with her? She used to be serious. Now she follows her - staring at the expressionless rogue.

    "Sweet... Sweet..." she replied conservatively.

    "Sweet, right?"

    The Pope raised his eyebrows and rubbed the girl''s waist with his fingertips. "That''s what I didn''t taste..."

    Listening to the other party''s words, Shen Wanqing didn''t understand at first. Later, seeing the other party drink another mouthful of wangzi milk, Shen Wanqing understood.

    She pushed each other''s shoulder in a slightly flustered way, "that, that --"

    Thin lips pressed down, tossed and ground, sweet milk poured into the throat, and the city was destroyed and vulnerable.

    …

    Xu was a little dizzy. When he was confused, Shen Wanqing looked at the holy and pure Pope in front of him, and the evil thoughts came to his heart.

    She gasped and turned her head to avoid the kiss under the Pope''s crown.

    The cold snow-white long finger grabbed her jaw and forced her to turn around without resistance. Under the slightly dangerous shallow eyes, Shen Wanqing avoided the other party''s pressed lip petals.

    When the other party was about to speak, she quickly said, "in fact... In fact, the blood clan also has a ceremony to express her desire to be close to the person she loves..."

    “……”

    Not afraid of the danger, the sight faded a little, but the long finger still pinched her.

    In the young man''s indifferent and calm sight, she licked her lips, touched the soft thin lips of the other party, and whispered, "closer than this..."

    "... under the crown, do you want to try?" she coaxed.

    Crestel''s eyes darkened, pinching the fingertips of her chin and groping slightly, "what is it?"

    What is it?

    It''s hard to say

    Shen Wanqing was rather tangled. After thinking about it, he wanted to stick it to each other''s ear and said, "go to bed first."

    The shallow eyes under the Pope''s crown were pure and clear without any impurities. He nodded flat and walked to bed with the girl in his arms.