Chapter 491 Your Technique Is so Substandard

Fang Chixia was startled, but he didn't expect him to insist on it so much.

He just wanted to tease her on purpose, didn't he?

"What happened in the car? I forgot." As if nothing had happened, she and he acted stupid.

"It's alright, I don't mind reminding you." The slender and beautiful fingertips clasped her chin, slowly raised her face, and the corners of her lips raised a glamorous arc, and she said lightly, "The man in the car When you say, you will kiss until I am satisfied! You also say that we will continue when we come back!"

He spoke without changing his face, as if those words were really uttered by Fang Chixia.

"When did I say that?" Fang Chixia was so angry that she wanted to stand up and retort, but was pushed back by Luo Yibei.

His eyes swept across her face, and the thin lips like a blade evoked a sinister arc, and he added word by word, "Since Miss Fang's kissing skills are too bad, it may be a few years later. It can't reach the standard, so I decided, let me teach you!"

A word, like a lead, ignited between the two of them.

His body was covered, his hand was facing her head, his lips were aligned with hers and he leaned over.

His kisses are generally rude and not restrained, quite different from the elegant appearance.

Fang Chixia's lips were tossed by him tonight because of Feisino.

She was a little afraid of him, and when his lips were about to touch her, she raised her hand between the two to stop him, "Wait a minute."

Luo Yibei didn't force it, he held her hand and let go, waiting for her next words.

Fang Chixia squinted at him from the corner of his eyes, looked at his face that was neither sullen nor annoyed, looked at him, and said lightly, "Let me do it myself!"

Luo Yibei seemed a little surprised by her words, and sat lazily to the side, looking at her with more playfulness.

"Okay, come here." His arms stretched out casually, his eyes turned to her, and his eyes seemed to have some expectation.

There are only two people now, and Fang Chixia didn't feel awkward with him.

He sat on him, wrapped his long arms around his neck, pulled down his face, got up enough, and kissed his lips with his lips.

Her kisses are usually perfunctory, like a butterfly spit, and she wants to withdraw at the touch.

"That's it?" Luo Yibei frowned, obviously not so perfunctory.

Fang Chixia's hand around his neck tightened, and her lips kissed his lips again. Following his usual appearance, she traced along the line of his lips like a gourd, and released it again.

Luo Yibei just looked at her with contempt and didn't speak.

Without speaking, it was obvious that she still did not satisfy him.

Fang Chixia took a deep breath, looked up at him, and suddenly bit his lips.

She was biting, and biting hard, how he tossed her in the palace tonight, she bit back.

Luo Yibei's taste seemed to be a little uncomfortable, his brows wrinkled, and he gasped obviously, but he didn't stop it.

Fang Chixia's lips were against his, and he was still biting, like an angry little lion, biting out deep tooth marks, and deliberately grinding his teeth.

Luo Yibei's face clearly began to change, and slowly cooled down.

Fang Chixia felt the cold air emanating from him, but he didn't want to let go.

This is what he asked her to do, and she gave her the opportunity to practice. When he kissed her in the past, wasn't he often so savage?