Chapter 9In the afternoon of the square, the enthusiastic dance music ignited at one point, and the people passing by were easily infected.
Yan An"s blood was boiling because of this fierce, wild and inseparable kiss.
Shan Yi: "Don"t know about kissing?"
Yan An looked at Shan Yi leaning against the pillar in a well-dressed shirt, the polo shirt only had one button unbuttoned this time, and the hand holding her chin was dry and calm.
But she was like a piece of wet paper, sticking tightly to him, and her wide and large skirt was attached to his lap, with a kind of ambiguity that was bright and flirtatious.
It was obviously his mouth that moved first, but instead it looked like she was throwing her arms around her.
She pursed her lips and smiled, thinking of Ah Man"s words, it really i
