Don't Come Ill (MTL)

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Don't stare at him, he is innocent. The fire at the gate of the city has nothing to do with his pond fish.

Qi Yin's heart fluctuated slightly, rolled up his sleeves, and took a deep breath at her.

Yin Xiaoli didn't avoid it, lifted her chin, and said provocatively: "What? Are you going to hit me?"

Qiyin certainly wouldn't beat her.

When Yin Xiaoli was thinking about what Qi Yin wanted to say, she was suddenly pulled, her waist was wrapped in her arms by Qi Yin, and she leaned against the door. When she was frightened, the hand that was holding her cousin was also loosened subconsciously.

I have dreamed of her several times, and the familiar perfume smell haunted her, just like her people, warm and strong.

Yin Xiaoli sniffed subconsciously, and suddenly forgot what she originally wanted to say.

She was locked in the other person's arms like this, looking up at the amber eyes that were close at hand and her thin red lips. She still remembered the taste of this mouth and how sweet it tasted.

Yin Xiaoli's mouth was dry and she swallowed involuntarily.

Qi Yin glanced at his cousin, impatient eyes dangling with two words: Get out.

The cousin rolled his eyes and looked at Yin Xiaoli, whose expression faintly enjoyed it.

Yin Xiaoli had already raised the white flag in her heart, and sighed: "Leave things behind, and you can go home first."

Cousin is kind.

Curiosity killed the cat, so he kept his eyes on him. After entering the stairs, he did not go down, but hid behind the wall and observed in secret.

Almost the moment when the young man disappeared from the back, Qi Yin lowered his head and kissed Yin Xiaoli's lips.

There was no gentle prelude, but a rough crush. Yin Xiaoli pretended to be reserved. Her teeth bit her lower lip. Her mouth was so painful that she opened her mouth. Qi Yin got in, and her smooth tongue caught her soft tongue. , Rolling and winding...

"Yeah..." Yin Xiaoli hummed softly, and couldn't help wrapping Qi Yin's neck.

The two of them haven't been so close for too long.

Qi Yin paused and changed his breath, holding the back of her neck with one hand, tilted his head and kissed it hard again. Yin Xiaoli pads her feet because of her height, but her ferocity is by no means worse than Qiyin.

Yin Xiaoli was already trapped in Qiyin's arms. One cheek was supported by Qiyin's warm palm. She raised her head to cater to the enthusiasm of the other party, her eyes closed slightly, confused and sentimental.

Gasping, whispering, each other's, own, one after another.

The two figures entangled by the door like this, kissing affectionately, trying to rub each other into their body and blend into one.

The cousin watched with enthusiasm, but the picture stopped abruptly.

"Go home." Qi Yin panted and let go of her lips. She looked around, she would be bumped into here at any moment. She is not afraid of being looked at, but she doesn't want Yin Xiaoli's affectionate and charming appearance to be seen by others.

"Okay..." Yin Xiaoli leaned weakly in her arms and took out the key from her pocket. She was right several times without aiming at the hole, Qi Yin took it and said, "I'll do it."

Her voice was low, because she had just kissed her passionately, and her indifference was sensual, which made Yin Xiaoli a quick contempt.

Qi Yin opened the house, Yin Xiaoli remembered something, and then dragged in the two big pockets that his cousin had brought in.