Chapter 297: It Must Be a Dream!

Jun Moting felt that his self-proclaimed self-control must have been fed to the dog!

Otherwise, why could a young man's words, which were not even sweet words, disturb his mind and give him the urge to pounce on her?

Call......

Panting heavily, Jun Moting forced himself to calm down.

However, the boy who flirted with him did not intend to let him go.

"Brother, you're so nice!"

"Brother, do you know how much I like you?"

"Brother......

……

The young man's voice was sometimes coquettish, sometimes sad, as if talking to himself, but every word and sentence seemed to fall on the tip of his heart.

He was itching to hook it.

He knew that the boy was unintentional.

But it was that unintentional teasing that made him feel embarrassed to lose his armor.

As if he had exhausted all the restraint in the past 26 years, Jun Moting held Qin Ye in one hand and opened the door with the other.

The moment the door closed, Jun Moting let go, and after Qin Ye's toes touched the ground, he pressed her behind the door with his backhand.

Ah Ye......

Like a cry from the depths of his soul, Jun Moting lowered his head and choked the young man's lips.

Soft and fragrant.

The same feeling as in a dream.

The lips and teeth were entangled, as if the soul with a vacant corner was filled in an instant, Jun Moting picked up Qin Ye, who was about to fall to the ground, held her up, and deepened the kiss.

Qin Ye felt that he must be dreaming!

Otherwise, how could it be so dark and ...... So beautiful?

Yes, she has just passed her seventeenth birthday, and it is still the dreamy period of the girl's pregnancy.

It's normal to have dreams like this, right?

It's just that why even the male protagonist in the dream is Jun Moting?

Even if it was just a black shadow, a strong and domineering kiss that made her breathless, Qin Ye also knew that it was Jun Moting.

So, it must be a dream!

Jun Moting, I can't even dream and can't escape from your palm?

You're a ...... Too bad!

Thinking hatefully, when the domineering and delicate kiss was entangled again, Qin Ye couldn't help but bite hard.

The bite hurts, and the man pauses, and then, stops.

"Ah Ye, I'm sorry."

A man's apologetic voice sounded in his ears, and Qin Ye shook his head and pounced.

I wanted to say, "Don't say I'm sorry, it's my liking you, it's not your fault that you appeared in my dreams", but before Qin Ye could say it, he touched his lips again.

didn't even hesitate, this time, it was Qin Ye who took the initiative and started this kiss.

In the dark room, only the dappled light from the floor-to-ceiling windows came in.

A pair of images are like silhouettes from a black-and-white movie, tightly fitted together.

The lingering kiss, even the moon outside the window couldn't bear to look at it anymore, pulled through a cloud, blocking the obsession in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, when the man's hot palm was pressed against her back along her clothes, Qin Ye was agitated and sobered up a little.

"Don't ......"

Pushing the man away, Qin Ye took a few steps back.

His feet went limp, and he fell on the carpet.

The man in front of him didn't move again, but his consciousness became more and more scattered, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, Qin Ye blinked, and after a while, he fell asleep.

Jun Moting stood in place, and it took a long time to realize what he had done.

I don't know whether to scold myself or something, looking at Qin Ye who fell to the ground, Jun Moting turned on the light and picked her up from the ground.

Jumbo carefully put Qin Ye on the bed, thinking that she should take a shower and sleep well, Jun Moting reached out and unbuttoned Qin Ye's suit.