"Sister, I'm very obedient and I'm here to be obedient. Is there any reward?"

The boy in white clothes is still full of beauty.

However, as soon as you open your mouth, you ask for praise, please kiss, hug and hold it high.

Bai Mo slaps his backhand—

He raised it heavily, fell gently, and rubbed it on his soft black hair.

After a soft touch of his head, Bai Mo withdrew his hand, "I want a reward, there must be no one!"

When Qin Song heard this, he smiled softly and sweetly, "Sister has given me a reward, so A Song has to come and get it himself."

After saying that, the young master Qin Song opened his arms and accidentally wrapped Bai Mo in his arms.

Amid the turbulence and uneasiness of fleeing in a hurry, the time in this world seemed to slowly stagnate, as if the years in the chaos were safe and silent.

Qin Song put his arm around Bai Mo's waist, lowered his head, buried it in his neck and greedily absorbed the breath from her body. No one could see the expression in his pupils, just as no one knew the secret inside him.

This man is now in his arms.

As long as he exerts force, he can integrate into his bones and blood and his body.

Everything about her was so attractive to him, and it took a lot of effort to stop sucking her teeth into her skin.

because……

He wanted her to live, but not her to die.

Qin Song stretched out his tongue and spread the delicate and white skin on her neck, a distance of 0.01 cm, depicting the movements that seemed to be licking gently.

The tip of the tongue was wrapped around and quickly retracted.

Then, on his bright and thin lips, he licked it.

It seems to be savoring the deliciousness of the poison.

Drinking poison to quench thirst.

No one can see all this.

Bai Mo naturally didn't know, so he reached out and pushed him, "Have you been hugging enough? Can you let go?"

enough?

How can it be?

It's never enough, sister~

"Sister, A Song is afraid. There are so many zombies, A Song is almost..."

As he said that, Bai Mo felt the hand around her waist tightening, and Qin Song's voice was also tense and firm, "But for the sake of his sister, for the promise to her, and for the sake of seeing her again, A Song is not afraid!"

The fragile and fragile tone, the silence of the cicada's trembling slightly, is heartbreaking.

But the expression on the young master Qin Song's face was completely inseparable from fear, fear, anxiety and other emotions.

His eyes were bright and excited, and his lips even raised slightly, outlining a charming curve.

In Bai Mo's heart, the well-behaved younger brother, Qin Song, who is as fragile as a porcelain doll, is a combination of contradictions between angels and demons.

The face of an angel, the heart of a demon.

If you know the truth, will you be afraid?

Sister~Sister~

Bai Mo had no choice but to the young master who was acting coquettishly. He reached out to pat his back with a gentle patting meaning, and said verbally: "Well, A Song is very brave."

"There is blood on your clothes..." Bai Mo suddenly thought of something and pushed him away to get a distance, "Are you injured?"

"The blood above is not mine."

Qin Song blinked, and the light in his pupils was like a little sun, warm and bright, "But my sister's concern made A Song so happy~"

After saying that, the boy couldn't help but bury his head in Bai Mo's shoulders again, and his soft and bright red lips secretly raised up.

He disdained those dirty blood.

I just like you, sister~

"—Fu Hanlu, what are you doing?!"

A sudden cold shout, with a deep anger, and... the shame, anger and anger of catching the girl in pairs!

*
Chapter completed!