Chapter 92 (1/2)

Unexpectedly, Lausanne's body has been closely packed with the annual average Ting, her exposed knees and legs, stomach next to his long legs, arm rubbing his arm, face almost on his shoulder.

It made her embarrassed and stiff.

Looking up at Ting suddenly, he thought that he would look back on the other side of the window.

The car is dark, and the light of street lamp outside the window penetrates in. The man's dark eyes are like the flickering streamer in the dark night. A perfect face is even more dimly decorated and exquisite in the dark.

Lausanne thinks that he should not speak. When he doesn't speak, he can definitely score 100 points just by looking at his appearance, figure and eyes. Just like now, he just looks at the unnatural missing beat.

The narrow back seat is filled with the fragrance of shampoo and natural body fragrance. The more hazy the surroundings are, the more dazzling her bright eyes are in the night. After their eyes entangled for a while, he moves down his eyes and lands on his moist lips which are only two fists away from him.

A long time ago, he found that her lips were beautiful, like jelly.

It's just like jelly when you bite it.

And now this is the right angle for kissing.

He felt that he must have drunk too much wine. Otherwise, why would he be so hot and dry now.

Let him want to go down to taste the taste of the lip shape, presumably in addition to the lip, the taste inside is more sweet.

He grabs the dog rope in the palm of his hand, gnashing his teeth, thinking that this woman is really more and more able to hook people, which is the broadcasting department, it is a fox spirit department.

But it's going to be a kiss, and there are people sitting in front.