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Sweetness is the most attractive food attractant in nature.

In human society, advanced animals also follow their own animal instincts.

Instinctively violated.

Behind Song Jianzhi was a pure white wall.

She leaned back, her head leaning against the wall, showing her slender swan's neck, and a ponytail fell weakly from her shoulders, and fell down the wall like a snake that meanders.

Song Jianzhi is as flexible as a plant, only the rhizome of the plant has such a high degree of flexibility, and the ubiquitous, sweet juice that covers the whole body.

Bite on a leaf and you can chew out the sweetness.

Grinding with fingertips can knead sticky sweet water.

As if the air had abandoned the area where the two were, Song Jianzhi gasped for breath, but was invaded deeper by the opportunity.

The plump leaves of the plants were played with sticky secretions by the minions of advanced animals.

Clamp, knead, tease.

At this moment, the advanced animal shows her inferiority as an animal.

The two fingers are separated, and the thin silk thread sticks together in the air, like the web woven by the laziest spider, with a little dew that is clear in the morning hanging on it.

Strangely, when Ming Xu was indifferent, Song Jianzhi's heart was beating rapidly, like a flexible and crisp drum, responding to Ming Xu's movements up and down, and the sound echoed in the inner cavity of his body.

The lingering sound made her shudder.

After Ming Xu really showed his aggressive intentions, he touched it gently like a hand on a drum, and the slight vibration subsided under his hand.

She was given a moment to catch her breath, gasping for breath.

Ming Xu moved his toes, and the suitcase brought Song Jianzhi against the wall. Song Jianzhi's entire back leaned against the wall, as if he had found a climbing vine on a climbing frame, and was firmly attached.

Ming Xu moved her hair, and suddenly untied her braids, letting her long hair spread over her shoulders, like vines growing wantonly.

Demonic and haunting.

Ming Xu likes Song Jianzhi like this very much.

Satisfied with her results, she casually put the hair rope around her wrist, and was about to lower her head to do something with this soft and plump prey.

Song Jianzhi stretched out his hands and pressed them against her shoulders, to be precise, under the collarbone, carefully avoiding the plump parts.

The distance between the two of them was already very close, and Ming Xu could easily see her side cheeks and the slightly smudged lip gloss with his lowered eyes.

She glanced at her two fingers, and they were indeed stained with a little red, like flower juice.

Song Jianzhi didn't have much strength, but Ming Xu wouldn't force her. She didn't approach her anymore, and only asked her in a voice that both of them could hear clearly:

"After so many days apart, don't you miss me?"

The big cat retracted its sharp claws and used its soft pads to win the favor of its prey.

The clear lake in Ming Xu's eyes has long been disturbed by desires, and the turbulent silt washed up into the water, making the water surface turbid and unclear.

But Song Jianzhi couldn't see it.

Ming Xu's voice was low, and the originally clear voice showed some mellowness and a little hoarseness. When it entered the ears, it was like a trembling electric current creeping in, making people tremble.

In particular, there was some grievance in her tone, as if she was accusing Song Jianzhi of not thinking of herself.

Song Jianzhi was stopped by the question, it's not that she didn't want to, but——

On a sunny day, the little ones reunited, the two of them were alone, she dared not to burn firewood.

It is because you can't help it that you are afraid of what happens when you are in a daze.

It is because of the concern in my heart that I am afraid of going back to that lonely, dark, and clueless place, and never seeing each other again.

Song Jianzhi swallowed her saliva—the one who had also been disturbed, said after a long while, "I miss you."

The voice was small and trembling.

"Hmm..." Ming Xu released an intimate monosyllabic word through his nasal cavity, and the corners of his lips curled up, continuing his previous weakness, "I miss you so much, and want to get close to you."

Ming Xu accelerated the speed of the capture, she couldn't wait to taste the sweet fruit of victory.

"What happened last night, I'm afraid that you will be angry. When I see you, I want to hold you tight. Even if you feel a little unhappy, I will feel uncomfortable."

She spoke the truth, but said it slyly at such a moment.

Song Jianzhi's heart skipped a beat, she seemed to understand something...

It was only fleeting, and she could no longer find it in her already chaotic thinking, like a fish jumping out of the water, it is difficult to find it after diving into the water.

Song Jianzhi simply didn't care about it anymore, the important thing now is how to end it and how to appease Ming Xu.

Like comforting a big cat begging for joy.

It can't be said to be a complete appeasement, she also wants to get close to Ming Xu, but she has concerns.

Not yet.

Song Jianzhi's hand in front of Ming Xu slowly climbed up, like a vine going up a climbing frame.

Following the movements of her hands, her eyes fell on Ming Xu's face, and then moved to the corners of Ming Xu's eyes.

She turned her eyes and looked into Ming Xu's eyes.

The two eyes are facing each other, two pieces of sparkling water.

Her fingertips, like the sprouts at the tip of a climbing vine, curled up, exuding a weak and ignorant breath, and landed on the end of Mingxu's eyes, entangled on her curled eyelashes.

Ming Xu licked his lips.

A big cat whose appetite is whetted.

Just dominate her.

Just be in control.

It was Song Jianzhi's first time doing this kind of thing, and she was still a little uncertain, but she relied on Ming Xu to always respect herself.

Just like now, she just pressed against Ming Xu lightly, and Ming Xu didn't kiss her forcefully.

She shows weakness, she plots, she acts cunningly and attacks people's defenses, but she never forces herself.

Song Jianzhi gained self-confidence for no reason.

Song Jianzhi put another hand on Ming Xu's shoulder, leaned forward, approached her, and said softly, "Do you want me to kiss you proactively?"

"En." Ming Xu tilted his head and kissed her palm.

"Then, today can only be a kiss."

Ming Xu looked at her in surprise, put his hands on her waist, tilted his head and said, "Song Xiaozhi, this is not fair to me."

"If you don't take the initiative, I can still kiss you." Ming Xu said firmly.

And, far from being a kiss.

Song Jianzhi also knew it, both of them knew it well.

Song Jianzhi's calf tightened, and her toes curled up.

But she knows what her bargaining chip is.

"Don't you want me to kiss you?"

Song Jianzhi tried his best to calm down, and said slowly in an inducing—or seductive voice, "I will kiss you, just like you kiss me."

The vine on Ming Xu's face crawled from the end of her eyes to her lips, "I will do to you...do what you did to me."

Song Jianzhi pressed Ming Xu's lower lip with his fingertips, and wiped lightly.

Eyes twitched, with infinite desire to speak.

Blinking his eyes, he opened them slowly, and the ripples of water engulfed Ming Xu's body.

Ming Xu took a breath.

Song Jianzhi suddenly discovered that it was such a pleasure to make Ming Xu, who had always been in charge of the rhythm, breathe wildly for his initiative.

She is more willful.

She moved closer.

Like what Ming Xu did to him before, he moved close to her lips and spoke to her with only a thin line:

"Do not want?"

Her slender and white wrist hooked Ming Xu's neck, it was a vine, and it was also a snake disguised as an innocent.

"Sister Mingxu." She called softly, in a coquettish tone.

the second time.

Ming Xu remembered clearly that this was the second time Song Jianzhi called himself "Sister Ming Xu".

The first time was last night.

Intimate and unique, she loves it.

And, irresistible.

Ming Xu closed his eyes, like a big cat willing to give up a full meal in order to have a bite of the sweetest flesh and blood.

"kiss Me."

The emotion in Song Jianzhi's heart reached its peak in just two words.

Anyone can't help but feel complacent when they find themselves extremely attractive to the person they like.

See, that's how you like me.

Willing to put away your sharp claws in front of me, bow your head, and bow your head to surrender.

I really like sister Mingxu.

I like her encroachment, I like her restraint, I like her——

surrender.

Such Mingxu should be rewarded.

Song Jianzhi said softly, "You are so good, sister Mingxu."

Like Ming Xu praised her.

Song Jianzhi put his fingers on the back of Mingxu's neck and kissed it.