Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

Remember for a second

I started to pick up... my own clothes...

Shen Yichong's eyes darkened.

Under the lamp belt at the head of the bed, her skin was white and red, and the delicate pores on her small face were almost invisible to the naked eye. There were only some small fluff on her cheeks, which were cutely dyed with warm tones.

The dark and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, covering under the eyelids, casting a shadow, while the pretty little nose was straight, and the pink and full peach lips were still muttering.

Seeing that she was about to lift the corners of her skirt with her hands, revealing a pair of white and slender legs.

Shen Yichong stretched out his hand and held down her subsequent movements.

But it was a beat later, she had already pulled the skirt down to her belly.

His fingers suddenly touched the skin that was as smooth and smooth as jade, full of elastics that only girls have.

Even when she was close, she could smell a slightly sweet fragrance that seemed to carry the faint fragrance of roses on her body, as if she had really taken a rose bath.

"Hot... don't, the skin is uncomfortable..."

Yu Yaoyao fell asleep, obviously unable to loosen the zipper of the dress on the back, unable to take off the whole tight skirt.

But she was used to sleeping without restraint, and it was really uncomfortable.

Shen Yichong looked at her like a white fish twisting on the black sheet, and couldn't help but sigh.

The fragrance on her body also seemed to be heavier, penetrating into the tip of his nose like a shadow, and even following his breath, directly into his throat, like a stream of sweet and pure spring water, bobo along the chest cavity, flowed into his heart.

In an instant, just above his always tense and indifferent heart, he swayed and took root, and in a trance, a young white flower bloomed.

Shen Yichong frowned.

The boiling rapid agitation in his heart at the moment is a feeling he has never felt for many years...

The important part of his chest seems to be occupied by this fragile looking pure white flower, which makes him clearly feel that there is an invisible thing spreading out from his chest every time he breathes. ...

He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman frowning slightly on the pillow.

In the dimly lit room, she was extremely restless at the moment, but it was like a bright gem that flickered and dimmed, radiating light from the bones of her tenderly shattered body.

This light made him unable to help but look sideways, and couldn't help but take a closer look.

glamorous.

Reiki.

Talented.

At this moment, she is like a gem that has not been polished, so he can't help but want to dig out her brightest side.

He reached out and touched her soft little face.

In an instant, the soft depression that came from the pulp of the finger made his breathing instantly become hot and gradually heavier.

He once thought that his emotions had been tempered and subsided, and he would never trust women again...

However, at this moment, it seems that all the doubts, disappointments, and indifferences of the past are expelled by her brilliance that blooms in the dimness...

In my mind, something suddenly came up, clamoring to break through my senses, becoming stupid and moving!

Unconsciously, he leaned over, lowered his head, stretched out a large hand with thin calluses, stroked her smooth back, and slowly opened the cold metal zipper.

As if suddenly relaxed, Yu Yaoyao's comfortable sigh overflowed the corners of Hong Yan's lips.

Shen Yichong's eyes sank.

The scorching gaze, unconsciously, focused on her bright red lips as if dipped in honey.

Yu Yaoyao fell asleep, only to feel the heat in her lower abdomen, and her whole body felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

As if it was about to be crushed by some behemoth!

She twisted her uncomfortable and a little sour waist, stretched out her soft little hands, and gently put it on the man's neck.

The bent man froze.

However, the next moment, Yu Yaoyao was already attracted by the super good smell of mint on his body. He only felt that there was something delicious hidden in this man's body, so it smelled so good!

Make her want to get close and eat him!

Confused, she raised her face and brought her drooling mouth close to her.

The warm and soft lips touched his cold thin lips,

Shen Yichong was startled.

His mind went blank, and even the fire in his chest became even more serious!

And the aroma of her whole body surrounded him, like the sweetest wine, eroding his sanity.

She even stretched out her pink tongue, poking around the corners of his mouth, as if tasting something delicious.

After tiǎn, she half-squinted her watery eyes, and sighed again between his thin lips.

Shen Yichong maintains the best of Qingming

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