C113 (1/2)

”Yes, we can eat them all together …”

Zuo En felt a sweet and sour feeling in his heart. Looking at her foolish look, he smiled, lowered his head and touched her forehead, saying: ”If only you were a seaweed dumplings, how good would it be. I wouldn't have to separate if I ate you.”

”Ah …” Your appetite is really big! ”

Zuo En stared at the wooden log, and his eyes were like the rolling waves of the sea. Gentle waves rippled across the surface. He leaned forward and said, ”Dammit, I want to bite you. What should I do?”

”Dammit, don't bite me …”

Wood's face turned red, his heart was filled with honey, a buzzing sound attracted a group of mischievous bees.

”Too late …”

Zuo En held her face in his hands and caressed those small wounds. His eyes were filled with love and love. Then the kiss fell, down her forehead, under her eyelashes, across her face … He kissed her and danced happily like a butterfly …

Those bright rose lips were emitting a most suffocating luster, an alluring fragrance that was whispered and fragrant; therefore, he had to carefully savor it. Along the pink lips, it moved in a winding manner, like a spring stream, softly flowing in the valley, giving rise to waves of charming and clear air …

The wooden log only felt like his heart was a fish jumping around wildly with a thump thump. It stirred up the waves and surged into the air.

His face was burning hot and his hands were wrapped around his waist. His breathing started to quicken …