Chapter 297： I kill, you lick the bag (30) (1/2)

Yun Fan closed his eyes first, his palms were sweaty because of tension.

Then she suddenly wanted to see what Qiao Shi's expression was on.

Qiao Shiyue didn't close his eyes, and those eyes, which had always been very calm, were like rippling lake water at this moment.

A hazy mist of water floated in the thick ink eyes.

I don't know if he is also nervous, the light is shining on his delicate face, and the sweat floating on it can be seen.

As if he knew her thoughts, Qiao Shi blinked more and more, and his long, thick eyelashes swept under her eyelids.

The free hand crossed her hand.

The palms of both of them were wet.

His lips followed her lips to the corners of her lips and then to her cheeks.

The movements were gentle and slow, Yun Fanfan only felt that the skin on his waist was burning with his hand.

My heart seems to be hot too.

As the Ferris wheel rose to high altitude, Qiao Ci was still standing at the door looking down.

Not surprisingly, I saw two people over there who were in close pose.

Even though she was so far away, she seemed to be able to see her brother's movements and expressions.

A flattering action is like holding a precious treasure in your hand.

Qiao Ci grew up so big and had seen her brother look like when he was on the altar, and he also saw him when he fell off the altar.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qiao Shiyue is undoubtedly excellent, as long as he wants to do, he can do very well.

She didn't say anything, but she was always proud of him in her heart.

It's just that, whether it's climbing or falling off the altar, Qiao Shiyue has never changed.

He is still the confident and high-spirited Joe Shiyue, and he can do everything with ease.

At this moment alone, he became humble, as low as the dust, but sweet as sweet.