I'm afraid I'm possessed evil! Youmeng suddenly realized what she had done, and slowly withdrew her lips in a panic, thinking that she would not be discovered, as if nothing had happened... In fact, how could that be possible?

Su Zhi's expression was still calm, but she lowered her eyes guiltily, buried her head very low, and did not dare to look directly into Su Zhi's eyes, standing blankly, slightly embarrassed.

But the atmosphere was so quiet that she felt ashamed. She took a very gentle breath, trying to relax herself, subconsciously recognized her face, glanced at the chopping board, this glance scared her to the point of being shivering, and exclaimed: "Blood... your hands are bleeding!"

Su Zhi then turned his face and saw that his left index finger was secreting bright red blood. He didn't think of anything. He calmly curled his index finger against his lips, sucking it gently, and his face was always filled with tranquility without wind or rain.

Youmeng looked at him foolishly, but was deeply attracted by him. She thought to herself that this man really came out of poetry and paintings? Why can even such strange little movements be so elegant and pleasing to the eye?

Understanding her long-term gaze, Su Zhi turned his face with his fingers in his mouth, his eyes were only a little surprised and there was no sign of blame, but Youmeng blushed.

"I...I think I'd better not distract you from this mess..." She lowered her head in embarrassment, her eyes drifting, "I'll go back to Gaotangtai to wait for you..."

But as soon as he turned around and wanted to escape, he unexpectedly was pulled back by Su Zhi.

She stood there helplessly, and Su Zhi held her hand tightly, with a sense of determination to not let go. The palm of her hand was warm and the warmth spread throughout her body.

Youmeng pursed her lips tightly, not daring to look at Su Zhi at all. Listening to the boiling soup in the pot not far away, like the chaotic heartbeat of his heart at this time, I felt... my face was hot.

After a while, Su Zhi turned his head, seemed to be lowering a little, and the person naturally snuggled towards her.

Youmeng sensed it, and her heart was even more like a deer bumping into her. She forced her lips to twitch her lips calmly: "What's wrong..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Zhi stretched out his hand and pulled her straight into his arms.

Youmeng seemed to be frightened, and raised a pool of water eyes timidly, seeing his bright eyes, as if he had determined her. But because his lower lip had just sucked the wound of his finger, he did not notice the remaining scarlet blood. The unintentional embellishment of willows was like a touch of rouge, which touched his originally clear and elegant thin lips, with a bright and charming color, thus showing a kind of charm that was not like him, and was secretly exuding evil spirits, which made her heart beat.

She was a little scared for no reason. She was thinking about whether to get rid of it? How to get rid of it? At this time, Su Zhi slowly stretched out his hand and attached it to Youmeng's hot cheeks. Her palms were as soft as clouds, gently caressing them.

Youmeng's chest suddenly softened, and almost turned into a pool of spring water, slumped in his arms.

Of course he didn't want to miss Youmeng's rare shy expression. The atmosphere set off so ambiguously, and Shangke's great opportunity to kiss her. Even a man wouldn't want to let go at this time, right? If so, he must be a fool.

His fingertips slowly moved over, gently rubbing her lips, and looking down at her was so pampering that it was so pampering that it was so fucking.

She could not bear Su Zhi's hot gaze, like a fire, too burning.

His hot breath was pressing down on her face. She opened her lips and called out quickly: "Su Lang..." She was instantly captured by his lips, and along with her unfinished ending sound, she was completely thoroughly savored by him.

Without hesitation, he pressed his tongue open to her lips, swam into it, and wanted to capture the feeling he wanted.

After getting along these days, the two of them have become more and more intimate. If they were as close as before, holding hands and holding waists, everything would be natural, and she would have let him do it.

If he had already kissed her in Baima Temple that time, he shouldn't have been so awkward, but in a hurry, the grief and panic were enough to overwhelm the reason, and it was just a kiss, not going deeper.
Chapter completed!