Listening to Su Ling's words "guess", Tang Ya felt that his chest was stuffed, but his heart was trembling because of the teasing hidden in his eyes.
She gritted her teeth, rolled her knees on the sofa, and pressed her whole delicate body down a little more, almost breathing together with Su Ling, and the two pairs of eyes were only a few centimeters apart.
"Guess what! I want to hear what you have to say!
"Su Ling, you... uh!"
Tang Ya Before she finished speaking, Su Ling suddenly raised her head and accurately blocked her unfinished question.
Different from the accident just now,
This time the kiss was urgent and deep.
The lips and tongue moved straight in with undeniable intrusion, taking away all the breath and sweetness of Tang Ya.
Su Ling's palms holding her waist exerted slight pressure, not only her lips, but also her chest were pressed against her.
There was a "buzz" in Tang Ya's mind, and the hand that was originally supporting Su Ling's shoulder instantly lost its strength, and instead tightened the collar of his chest.
She only felt an unfamiliar soreness running from her back to Tianling Gai, and the strength of her subconscious resistance gradually turned into the instinct of catering.
Tang Ya's eyelids drooped heavily, her beautiful eyes were full of dependence and longing, and there was a whimper in her throat that even she was ashamed to recognize.
After a long time, Su Ling pulled away slightly, his lips still brushing against Tang Ya's red lips.
Looking at her rosy cheeks and her beautiful eyes that were wet with kisses and out of focus, Su Ling smiled in a low voice, "Now, have you guessed it?"
Tang Ya gasped rapidly, she opened her mouth, but couldn't make any sound, she could only stare at him with her misty eyes.
It's just that the glare was soft and not intimidating, more like the resentment between lovers.
Tang Ya Of course I can feel the heat in his arms and the sincerity vibrating in his chest, but there are some words that, if he hadn't said them himself,
That feeling is like a piece of porcelain missing a small corner, always feeling incomplete...
Su Ling released his hand from Tang Ya's waist, and stroked the end of her red eyes with his fingertips, wiping away the moisture, his voice was low and clear,
"The reason why I asked you if you like him is because I want to make sure whether there is a place for him in your heart."
"As for me treating you..." Su Ling paused, raised his head and touched her lips lightly and then stepped away, his breath hot, "Can't you feel it when you sit on me?"
As she said that, Su Ling moved her waist deliberately, making the hot hardness more vivid against the softest part of her legs...
Tang Ya trembled all over. This time, not only his face, but also his collarbone seemed to be steamed red, and his pink and round toes couldn't help but curl up.
In the Douluo Continent, at this age, her youthfulness is about to fade away, and she is naturally clear about love and love.
Feeling that the searing heat seemed to be rising, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her face in Su Ling's neck, but Su Ling held her face and forced her to look at her.
"Xiao Ya, do you have anything to say?"
"I... I..."
Tang Ya murmured for a long time, looking at Su Ling's deep eyes, which obviously had a trace of possessiveness, and at the same time she felt happy but also felt a little afraid.
Su Ling's talents and methods are so mysterious and powerful. He is still Sea God Pavilion less Pavilion Master, the person who can stand at the top in the future.
As for her, her talent is mediocre. Although she always talks about Martial Soul, the same founder of the Tang Sect ten thousand years ago, only she knows it in her heart.
Blue Silver Grass, it's really useless...
Over the past few days, she could clearly feel that Soul Power's practice was becoming increasingly weak.
Su Ling is so outstanding, there will naturally be no shortage of women around her in the future, but she has no background and no talent.
Can she really be worthy of Su Ling?
Tang Ya's eyes dimmed suddenly. She looked at Su Ling's handsome face, and the sound of his strong heartbeat could be heard under her palms.
Immediately, a bright light that was almost paranoid suddenly ignited in her dim eyes.
Maybe in the future, I won't be by your side, but so what, fate doesn't have to be perfect, love just needs to happen.
Why long Jiujiu?
I, Tang Ya, will strive for this moment of perfection!
Thinking of this, her eyes narrowed, her arms wrapped around Su Ling's neck like vines, and she kissed his lips heavily.
Su Ling was hit by her fierce kiss, and her back hit the back of the sofa, and she was a little unable to react.
This kiss was too urgent, too hot, Tang Ya imitated his previous technique and turned back to the guest, like a greedy little wild cat...
Su Ling's eyelashes moved slightly, and his body was completely relaxed, allowing Tang Ya to do whatever he wanted, but his hands were very dishonestly placed on the jade muscles of her knees on the sides of his legs.
The touch of those jade legs was as delicate as warm jade, but surprisingly hot. Su Ling rubbed it slowly along the smooth lines,
Immediately afterwards, he picked up his fingertips and turned to the curled jade toes, which felt like freshly peeled green onions, round and plump.
He ran over it one by one with his fingers and pinched it lightly, causing Tang Ya in his arms to tighten his waist and let out an unbearable hum from his nose.
But she didn't back down, and instead acted more fiercely, as if she wanted to draw out Su Ling's whole heart.
Even though she was about to suffocate, she did not completely let go. She just turned the corner of her lips slightly, pulled out a strand of silver thread, and continued each other's breathing in the gap.
Gradually, the passion in Su Ling's heart finally rose like a prairie fire, and his hands were no longer satisfied with lingering on Tang Ya's jade legs.
Instead, he climbed up her waist and slowly moved up...
Tang Ya's blurred eyes suddenly woke up, her delicate body trembled, and even the entanglement on her lips suddenly stopped.
But it was only a moment of silence. She didn't have any intention of refusing. Instead, she lowered her long eyelashes and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.
It was as if this was to cover up the panic just now, and it was also like some kind of silent indulgence...
Tang Ya gently loosened his arms around Su Ling's neck, then reached towards his loose clothes, and his jade fingers deftly opened the three obstructing buttons.
Su Ling's clothes slipped to both sides.
Tang Ya's palm seemed to have got what he wanted, and he pressed it against his firm and hot abdominal muscles. His fingertips followed the direction of the ravine, tracing it jerkily but stubbornly...
At the same time,
Su Ling The palm of his hand kept climbing until he reached the top. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his previous life, when the chef at a breakfast shop taught him how to make steamed buns.
The warm water dough that is kneaded is soft and slow. Don't use too much force during the process. It needs to be kneaded slowly. Only in this way can the bun skin be chewy and delicious.
As the kneading time gets longer and longer, the shaped buns gradually heat up due to high-frequency friction and become piping hot.
It saves steaming time.
The last step is to pinch out a pointed tip for the buns, which means the buns are finished and can be steamed and eaten.
Su Ling also learned from the old master for a few months, and his technique is naturally exquisite. He accurately finds the right position and twists it gently to create a perfect bun tip...
Tang Ya's delicate body was trembling, and her hair was almost wet with fragrant sweat, but she did not stop Master Su, but indulged him with deep love in her eyes.
The whole room was extremely quiet, except for Tang Ya's voice, which was rising and falling...
This chapter about the adoptive fathers has been locked up in a dark room. The modification by Tian Luo can only be done as a bad idea. Please don't be offended if there is an extra chapter tomorrow...