The Angel of the Net King

【69 Book Bar-www.69shu.com】The morning sun began to warm up, and the sunlight entered the lounge of the tennis club through the glass. The eyelashes of the person on the bed moved, and then slowly opened.

What happened to me?Where is this?Shouldn't I be on the tennis court?

A series of questions popped up in Yimo's mind.

There is some discomfort in the stomach, and there is a slight pain, right!It's caused by the dried juice... Hehe, that thing is really powerful!

Moving her stiff body, Yimo was about to sit up, but found that her hand was being held by someone. Looking down, it turned out to be Tezuka Kunimitsu.

Tezuka Kunimitsu was asleep, holding Yimo's hand, maybe he was tired from being with Yimo, so he fell asleep for a while.

Seeing that Tezuka's eyes were still on his face, Yimo raised his other hand cautiously, and then stretched his hand towards Tezuka's face.

Wearing glasses while sleeping can be uncomfortable.

Just as he was getting closer to his eyes, his hands were suddenly grabbed by someone. Because both hands were caught, his body leaned forward all of a sudden. Yimo couldn't control his balance. When he closed his eyes and waited to meet the icy ground , but he fell into a warm embrace in the next second.

After a long time, Yimo slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his nose was the cool mint smell, and what caught his eyes was Tezuka's firm chest full of muscles.

Her face turned red all of a sudden, and she raised her head in embarrassment to say sorry, but unexpectedly, the distance between her and Tezuka was less than three centimeters after she raised her head.

His face turned even redder, like a ripe apple.

I don't know what to say, there is nothing suitable to say on this occasion, should I say 'Hi!you let me go'?

Yi Mo is not so uninteresting~

Wordless... In one move by Tezuka, he became really wordless.

Tezuka was only three centimeters away from the lips exuding a seductive fragrance, and the monk couldn't bear such a close distance, let alone a healthy young man with a youthful vigor who was in his adolescence.

I am a little cold, but it does not mean that I will never have a girlfriend or get married.

Yimo, the girl who makes him fall in love at first sight is the best candidate for his wife, isn't it? (Ahem, it's too fast! Should I have a girlfriend first...?)

Twirling on the cherry-red and crystal-clear thin lips, first licking, then nibbling, before the person in his arms could react, his tongue presumptuously inserted into the long-awaited sweet mouth, inviting the girl And dance with that sweet tongue.

The girl was as immature as he had imagined, and she was completely stiff in this situation, which was the result he wanted.