After a while, Song Chixian seemed to have turned into a flood and beast, and in the blink of an eye, he tore all his covers to pieces.

He licked, licked his claws, looked at the girl who was sleeping, and showed his murderous scarlet eyes as if he had seen his own supper.

The delicious food was in front of him, but the other party was unprepared and seemed to voluntarily send himself to the mouth of the beast.

Who wouldn't be moved by seeing such a scene in front of you?

Who will retain their only rationality?

Who would ignore the sweet enjoyment of this night and endure it alone until dawn?

Of course not!

Song Chixian pulled Ye Minglang under him. Although he was anxious, the first thing he gave to the girl was a series of gentle kisses.

His kiss was sitting on the girl's forehead. He was like a dragonfly squirting water, finely staining his body temperature on the other party's forehead. Then, his kiss was like raindrops overlapping on Ye Minglang's face. His movements were very gentle. Although he had lost some of his reason, he knew that if the girl woke up now, his dream would end, and what was left to him would be the difficulty for the girl to treat him.

In short, Song Chixian absorbed the other party one after another. He trembled his hands and untied the nightgown wrapped around the girl.

Ye Minglang was like a ball of glutinous rice wrapped in tin foil. When the thin nightgown was untied, her whole body seemed to have a dazzling white light, all of which came into Song Chixian's eyes.

The white light from the girl was caught off guard. Song Chi-hyun suddenly felt that he seemed to be in a psychedelic world. He was addicted to everything about the girl.

Just now, when they were in the phantom, the lights there were too dark, and they could only use the street lights next to the small garden to explore each part of each other.

At that time, Song Chixian was fumbled carefully. He couldn't see everything about a girl, so he could only find a part of the girl in the light and darkness. However, the more cautious he was, the easier it would be to hurt the other party.

He knew that when he was in the phantom, every action had a sense of possession. He seemed to be lost in the late night jungle built by Ye Minglang for him. In this dark night, he could only rely on his initial senses to explore and search freely.

In this process, he was sometimes gentle, sometimes so thick and rude. He frightened the girl from time to time, but instead made the other party hide in his jungle more secretly.

But now it's different.

At this moment, what Song Chixian showed was a peaceful lake, and Ye Minglang was a pearl in the middle of the lake. As long as he jumped into the lake without fear of hardship and swam to the center of the lake, he could turn this supreme treasure into his own property.

He was only a few steps away from that pearl.

Song Chixian was subconsciously grinding his lips. He didn't show his little move at all, let alone his lips were about to be whitened by his unconscious movements, and even blood would gush out in the next second.

He leaned forward and gently kissed down from Ye Minglang's collarbone...
Chapter completed!