Chapter 545 (2/2)

Such a gesture seems ambiguous. Bo Jingyan holds his hands above Linda. As long as he looks up a little, their eyes can be opposite.

Linda's heart beat faster and felt her blood boiling like boiling water.

I don't know why. Linda suddenly calms down at the moment. She just wants to stare at the most beautiful face quietly. It's better to stare at it all the time.

After all, it's the first time for me to feel Bo Jingyan's suffocating face in such a close and quiet way.

When Bo Jingyan saw that she was quiet, he raised his hand slightly and tentatively wanted to let go.

However, as soon as her hand eased back for a while, Linda became irritable again. Bo Jingyan sighed helplessly. As expected, she underestimated her opponent's strength and wanted to suppress her body with her hand immediately.

Time has been static in such a state, bit by bit moving back.

Zhang De didn't drink much with everyone since the shame of peeing his pants in the afternoon. He hid in the tent and didn't go out.

In contrast, at night, seeing that everyone was drunk and walking with a wobbly rhythm, another evil idea suddenly sprouted in Zhang De's heart.

”Now that everyone is like this, I think it will be very convenient for me to do something?”

Furthermore, with such evil thoughts, Zhang De can't help thinking about Bai Qiulian's body and angel's face.

The irrepressible itch poured into the heart and lung from the bottom up.

Thinking, Zhang Deyi pretends to be drunk and staggers to Bai Qiulian's tent. He finds that the light inside has gone out.

Zhang De looked around and found that no one noticed, so he quietly opened the zipper of the tent a little bit. Looking at the faint light inside, Bai Qiulian is lying in it, and is excited.

Zhang De once again looked around with a guilty heart, and found that there was still no gaze here, so he crept into Bai Qiulian's tent quickly and quickly.

Looking at Bai Qiulian's sleeping face, which is so exquisite that it can't be said, and even a little more exquisite than painting, Zhang De just can't start. Should he kiss or take off first?

”Forget it, it's all my people anyway. What else should I do after this?”

Zhang De, fearless, began to work on Bai Qiulian. He wanted to untie his coat button, but he was caught by the wrist.

Zhang De's heart suddenly trembled. He thought someone would come. Unexpectedly, it was Bai Qiulian's hand. His heart relaxed.

Looking at the slippery hand, he couldn't help reaching out and touching it twice: ”Oh, Hello, it's so nice that no one maintains it!”

That slippery touch, tender skin as if blowing can break, let people pity, Zhang De can't help sighing.

What's more thrilling to him. Bai Qiulian feels someone touching his finger and grabs it.

Zhang De's whole heart was about to float. He never thought that a woman should be so casual after she was drunk! As early as I knew, why did he spend so much useless thought on Bai Qiulian!

Thinking, Zhang De's hand kept still, but the other hand grasped the speed of the button.