Chapter 557： Tender tofu (2) (2/2)

I still remember that when he got into the fire, he was almost as tall as her, but now, unconsciously, he has already raised her head.

”Yes...” The fire was almost mad by the intimate act of monsoon smoke, but it was only able to restrain the inner impulses and let them not care about the breath and breath of the monsoon smoke.

The kiss in the Imperial City made the monsoon smoke completely disgusted with the Star Tower, which also made the fire, and did not dare to go further.

The fire can never be disgusted by the monsoon smoke.

I completely do not know the inner struggle of the fire, the small hand of the monsoon smoke unruly climbed the flat and strong chest.

”The age of your blood race is different from that of human beings. How old are you? How can it be less than a year, it seems to be from the age of 12 or 13 to 15 or 6?” The monsoon smoke is slow and smooth, the cool finger Pointed, slid through the chest of the fire, leaving a series of fiery touch.

The fire only felt that a group of unknown fires burned in his body. He burned all his body covered with a thin layer of sweat. The monsoon smoked the unruly little hands like two flames. A piece of hot.

That blazing, as if burning the consciousness of the fire is somewhat confused.

”I... don't know...” The fire broke his teeth and responded with a slightly hoarse voice in the ears of the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoke wanted to tease the fire, but did not expect that the reaction of the fire was so ”a serious”, which inevitably made the monsoon smoke feel very depressed.

The current fire seems to be almost the same as that of human beings at the age of fifteen or six. This young boy should have opened his heart, how?

Is he long?