潮篡(二十九) 惊蛰-下 古代/架空 宫廷 玄幻 女频 中篇(4)

Chu Han got mad completely, so he hoops Xue Niaoer’s neck and starts strangling with deadly force.
While Xue Niaoer keeps on holding Chu Han, turns a round, and heads up pecking him twice. Lips run over Chu Han’s chin and bottom lip, crashing out watering sound that ripples the sultry steam.
Chu Han looks down to Xue Niaoer condescendingly.
While Xue Niaoer is intently looking up to his eyes.
Drenched jetty hair divided several strands and stick on the side of Xue Niaoer’s face. Dewdrop attracted on his eyebrow slide pass Chu Han’s reflection within his iris, all the way down, slipping over the skin of his Hou Jie, and roll off to the gold lock wore on his neck.