are two hands that penetrate the barrier and touch each other's hearts.

Xia Changdian blushed, his lips were as bright as red, he hugged the thin waist of his hand tightly, unwilling to resist the excitement in his heart, he issued an invitation in a hoarse voice: "Brother, I love you, I want to be with you You do it." It

is said that there are two impulses in a man's blood that are most difficult to restrain, one is rock and roll, and the other is sex, love.

The string in Qian Erbai's mind was suddenly broken. He looked at the child with blurred eyes in front of him, and he just wanted to hold him down, let him cry and scream, not for rock and roll, but for him.

In his mind, Lu Liuliu quickly broadcast: "The progress of the task is 100%, it has been completed." After speaking, he disappeared quickly.

He lowered his head, kissed those delicate lips, and at the same time strangled him tightly in his arms, pressing his palms on the back of the child's head.

He has endured it for too long.

Xia Changdian was so dazed by the kiss, he still didn't want to push Qian Erbai away, instead he kissed back even harder, but his hand reached into his clothes, stroking the abdominal muscles that made him covetous for a long time.

Finally, Qian Erbai, who still had a sliver of reason, tried his best to end the sparkling kiss. He was panting, looking at the child in his arms who was still full of desire, his eyes darkened.

Xia Changdian grabbed Qian Erbai's shoulder, licked his lips, wondering why he didn't continue.

Qian Erbai took a step back, but he straightened his clothes, squeezed the plump buttocks under his hands, and said in a low voice: "Go back to the hotel first."

The night in Dragon City is still lively, and the taxi carries a Couples of young couples join the traffic.

In the car, Qian Erbai squeezed Xia Changdian's hand, and touched around where his ring finger was, thinking that he should take out the Soul Cultivation Jade as soon as possible.

Xia Changdian leaned on his brother Xiong, thinking about the 80-mile car for a while, feeling pleasantly surprised and nervous at the same time, with the other hand fumbling around with his phone in his pocket, hesitating whether to make up lessons temporarily.

Betty Elavette's "ican'tstop" was playing in the car, and the rhythm of the rhythm was very similar to the frequency of their heartbeats.

"ican't stop, it was you from the start and you known when, you got mein bound the heart,

babyhow could ithrow you ... andoh~ican't stop, ican't stop this feeling. i just can't taketime


please don'task meto .

ican't stop the feeling and

cheerup in loving you."