Chapter 1968 (1/2)

When Yan Beicheng spoke, all the breath from her mouth sprayed on the neck of Mo Shanghua. She only felt a warm and itchy itch between her neck. She could not help but shrink back, and her white cheek turned red slightly.

Yan Beicheng's deep eyes have been following Mo Shanghua's face. Seeing her like this, he has increased his strength to take her into his arms, and their bodies are tightly attached to each other.

Mo Shanghua's cheek is more and more red, ”Yan Beicheng, you...”

She obviously felt that Yan Beicheng's cold body was gradually hot, and even her eyes were gradually deep and burning.

Yan Beicheng didn't speak, but the big palm with clear bones tightly held the slender and soft waist of Mo Shanghua, and the fire in his heart had already burned.

To the depth of love, he leaned over to kiss the rosy and plump lips.

The flower heart on the street panics. I'm afraid that Yan Beicheng can't control himself even if he kisses him. I push him with both hands, and I'm not idle. I'll kick him out of bed with a kick.

But don't want to, Yan North City's reaction is faster, before he is about to fall into bed, stretched out his hand to pull a flower on the road, will she together with that big red brocade was pulled down together.

Only listen to the ”bang” of a loud noise, two people are already disheveled, posture is not elegant fell to the ground.

Qin Ya kneads her sleepy eyes and walks in. When she sees them in such a posture, her face suddenly shows a strong color of gossip.

Mo Shanghua was embarrassed for a while. She was about to explain. Then she saw that Qin Ya covered her mouth and went out again with a smile. She closed the door tightly again.

Flowers on the street