Chapter 627 You Like Me, Right? (7)

He opened his eyes, looked at her, was silent for a while, and moved his lips slightly: "Youth..."

"I said, I don't want to listen to anything else, I just want to listen, right or wrong?!" Song Qingchun's eyes suddenly turned red, and her tone became a little excited again.

Interrupted by her again, he fell silent again.

Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian quietly. She wanted to get some clues from him, but he concealed it so well that she couldn't see anything. Finally, she bit the corner of her lip hard. , as if she had made some decision secretly in her heart, she suddenly took a step forward. Before Su Zhinian could react, she put her hand on his shoulder, and then fiercely With a strong force, he pushed him back several steps and leaned his back against the big screen behind him.

Before Su Zhinian could figure out what Song Qingchun was going to do, Song Qingchun hooked his neck, pushed his head down, stood on tiptoes, and kissed his lips.

The stimulation of the collision of lips and teeth made his whole body tremble violently, and then his mind was completely confused.

Her lips, soft and tender, with sweet warmth and moisture, were the most difficult temptation in his life to resist.

His mind went blank for a while before he realized what she and he were doing at this time. He subconsciously reached out his hand to pull her out of his arms, but she seemed to expect that he would do this. As usual, the arms around his neck became harder and harder, and even the legs wrapped around his legs, clinging to his body like an octopus.

Through her clothes, he could feel the softness and delicacy of her body.

The hand he raised was frozen in mid-air.

Her kiss was very raw, without any skills or teasing, just stroking his lips so stiffly.

But even so, such a clumsy move still stirred up the impulse in his body.

He desperately tried to regain his sanity, but who would have expected that she stretched out the top of her body like a sinking boat and licked his lips.

It was like an electric shock, and his whole body trembled violently. The hand that stopped in mid-air slowly fell on her waist.

He knew he should pull her out of his arms and push her away, but her body, like a flexible snake, pried open his teeth and got into his mouth.

His hand suddenly and uncontrollably pressed her waist, and he could no longer resist her stiff kiss. He swallowed her lips fiercely and deepened the kiss that she initiated.

His and her breathing gradually became disordered, and they were both lost in the kiss.

His body was getting hotter and hotter, and her little face was getting redder and redder.

The atmosphere in the originally tense conference room suddenly became ambiguous and warm.

There was even a blushing and heart-pounding kissing sound, faintly floating out from between their intertwined lips and teeth.

I don't know how long the two of them had been kissing like this selflessly. I only know that when they finally stopped, Song Qingchun's whole body was light and airy.

She hugged his neck and he hugged her waist.

She gasped for air, and his breath was unstable and rapid.

The distance between his and her separated lips was only a centimeter, and their breaths were tightly intertwined.