Chapter 292 (1/2)

”Little kiss, you are so bad!” Beiming Liuhua flashed a smile and said coquettishly.

”I'm so bad. If you don't like it, you can find someone else!”

The white hand pressed on his lips, and she said with a smile.

Then he was about to take his hand away, but Beiming Liuhua moved quickly and pressed her hand.

The tongue gently drilled out, and the soft tongue gently crossed the palm of her hand.

His tongue seemed to have a little, so he brushed it gently, but it seemed as if an electric current passed from the palm of her hand.

From the palm of the hand to the whole body.

Her little face turned red again: ”Beiming Liuhua, why are you so unseemly!”

”How can I be serious with you?”

Beiming Liuhua smiled gracefully and finally released her hand.

She quickly took back her hand, but it was numb in the palm of her hand. It felt something different. It was neither loosened nor clenched.

So, so embarrassed to hang in the air.

This feeling is more strange than being kissed.

She suddenly stood up: ”I'm a little sleepy. I'll sleep first!”

Then he walked quickly into the room, his face burning.

Beiming Liuhua looked at her anxious back and didn't catch up, but the corners of his mouth tilted slightly and hung up a lazy and intoxicating smile.

He knew she needed time to adapt, and he would give her enough time to adapt to everything.

Xiaomei brought fresh tea and some cakes.

When I saw Beiming Liuhua, I was stunned, then smiled gently, didn't say anything, set the tea and left.

Beiming Liuhua was alone, a cup of tea, a month.

Night gradually pulled up, dotted with stars in the beautiful night sky, and the machete moon was very bright.