On how abusive essays become sweet essays

Raising his hand to support him, he embraced Xiao Xu's neck, his broken hair brushed Xiao Xu's neck, and his tone of muffled voice sounded a bit coquettish: "Don't be angry with me."

"Not angry." Xiao Xu said.

Not angry, but uncomfortable.

He patted Ling Yi's lower back: "Still dizzy?"

"A little bit." Ling Yi leaned weakly on his shoulder, "Xiao Xu, I feel so uncomfortable."

"Why is it uncomfortable?" Xiao Xu asked him.

Ling Yi took his hand and pressed it against his chest: "It's uncomfortable here."

The palm is separated by a layer of fabric, and you can feel the strong and powerful heartbeat rhythm.

Ling Yi let go of Xiao Xu, raised his head and leaned forward to kiss his lips, poking into his mouth, tasted the residual sweetness.

Showing weakness is probably not that difficult.

The author has something to say: Ling Yi: I am so weak

Come on *罒▽罒*

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 3 passers-by; 1 mountain view;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 60 bottles of mountain scenery; 20 bottles of Fuxiao; 5 bottles of a cup of turbid tea; 2 bottles of Guyanluo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!