Ning Zhiyuan's kiss is very light, just clinging to Li's soft lips, and there is no further action.

his dark, dark and bottomless eyes are straight to her eyes full of surprise. After a moment, Ning Zhiyuan pouts heavily on Li's lips, and then gets up to leave her lips.

after ningzhiyuan left for a long time, Li Jia Ren was still in a state of trance. Only when she heard ningzhiyuan's voice crying and laughing, did she gradually regain her mind.

"pretty girl? Beauty? " Ning Zhiyuan's long, white hand shook in front of Li Jia Ren's eyes and shouted.

in an instant, Miss Li's face turned a little...