Her lips are so soft and moist. If she kisses her, she will definitely be like a pudding.


    "Senior!"


    She raised her voice again and looked at me with a wet look.


    Only after being called by her like this did I regain my rationality a little.


    It turns out that Sydney has no choice but to retreat and cannot resist.


    At this moment, my wrists were tightly grasped by me, and my knees were pressed against her legs, so her hands and feet were powerless. All she could do was twist her waist helplessly and rub me with her lower abdomen. This kind of action had no other effect than adding fuel to the fire.


    But, she is calling me.


    What does that mean? I''m asking me not to.


    It should be like this. After all, girls will subconsciously remain reserved, especially in this case of sneak attack, they will definitely not want to—


    "Yes."


    —! !


    The rational thread was completely broken.


    The snow pear under me opened her cherry lips slightly and exhaled a fragrant breath from it.


    At the same time, she seemed to have accepted her fate, and her stiff body completely relaxed.


    At this moment, her shoulder-length hair was spreading under her like a blooming flower. There was no painful expression on her quiet face, but her eyes were closed nervously.


    "I''m sorry, I don''t know what I''m doing... There is nothing I can do if the seniors get angry..."


    “…”


    I took a deep breath when I heard her self-blame words.


    How to define this person is really puzzling.


    No, the most puzzling thing is myself.


    Even though he knew that Sydney was stupid, had a soft temper, and had little care, he still followed him to investigate.


    What do you mean now? Do you have to experience how soft the bed here is?


    "Senior... It''s my first time... I may not satisfy you... I''m sorry first..."


    Her expression became very depressed, as if something had gone out, her eyes were dissipated, her mouth was murmur, and then she turned her head.


    Looking at that melancholy face, something in my heart was touched.


    What a familiar feeling.


    Once upon a time, Jasmine was pressed by me, and then she showed a sad expression.


    At that time, I was completely immersed in my mind and didn''t consider her feelings.


    But why am I hesitating now...


    Why do I learn to consider other people’s feelings now?