Chapter 1109
Master Zhan, Calm Down

1109 Sleeping with the young (8)
what was the perfect love in her heart? could he afford to give it to her?
Youyouâs eyes slowly cleared up when she heard this. She just looked at him like that, and countless complicated emotions seemed to flash in her eyes.
Under his gaze, she slowly said, â the perfect love in my heart is that it can be imperfect.
After she finished speaking, she looked at him and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.
Thatâs right, the perfect love in her heart.
Yes, it was not perfect.
it didnât matter if he couldnât stand up. it didnât matter even if he had to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
As long as she had him by her side, that would be her perfect love.
Jun hang didnât seem to expect her to say this, and it was difficult to describe what he felt in his heart.
âSilly girl,â
he lowered his head to kiss her eyes and brows, then slowly moved down and kissed her lips.
However, this time, it was much more intense than before.
Youyou wanted to do something with him, but he didnât even let her take off the bath towel. Youyou vaguely knew that he didnât want to have her here, but she didnât want to be honest with him.
âBrother junhang, Zhenzhen, donât you want to?â
Youyouâs body was boiling hot. She clearly felt the changes in his body, the intense changes, but she still endured it.
Jun hangâs voice was hoarse and his breath on her neck was hot. your first time shouldnât be in such a place no matter what.
Youyou stuck close to him. is ran ran really important? â
Wasnât he already very uncomfortable?
Yet, he was still persevering.
âYingying is young, this is the only thing I can do now.â
He said in a low and hoarse voice and was about to distance himself from her.
Although Youyou was a little disappointed, how could he bear to see him so upset?
He had his own persistence, and she had her own stubbornness.
She didnât want to have a conflict with him. She just wanted him to feel better.
Youyouâs small lips pursed slightly. She wanted to say something, but her cheeks were already red and dripping blood. In the end, she could only stick to him from behind and reach out her hand when he turned slightly.
âYouyou, wuwuwuwu!â
Wanwan, brother junhang, donât reject me again. Let me help you, let me help you Wanwan.
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The rising air drenched her wet rationality.
A fiery body, an intimate touch.
Her patient yet choppy actions seemed to be able to make people collapse.
â¦â¦
â¦â¦
He didnât know how much time had passed.
With a suppressed and sexy groan, everything returned to silence.
all that was left in the air was a dense mist that was difficult to dissipate.
After an unknown period of time, rustling sounds were heard.
His young, hot, and wet palm was carefully and seriously wiped with a tissue.
Youyou didnât even dare to breathe. His face was buried in the pillow, and his face and ears were burning. One of his hands didnât seem to belong to him anymore, and he could do whatever he wanted with it.
After wiping, the child felt that he seemed to have stopped moving for a moment, but just as he was about to withdraw his hand, a wet kiss fell on his hot palm.
She was stunned, and then her face seemed to turn even redder.
She retracted her hand and curled up her back to him, as if she had just realized what unprecedented and great thing she had just done.
She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep in the dark.
He leaned over and took her small body into his strong embrace. His slender arm clasped her waist as he teased her.