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In the end, Cen Si got tired of laughing, looked up at him and said: "I know."

"...?"

I know your uncle.

It was so dark, and the person who confessed was so red in the face, but the person who was confessed was very rude, still with his hands in his pockets, looking at it leisurely.

A rare gust of cool wind brushed their hair.

After waiting for a while, Cen Si felt that the active value of the person in front of him might have been almost used up, and he needed to develop it, so he asked, "Then what do you want to do next?"

Want to undo the previous move.

Jiang Shiye lost his language function and turned his head to look at the river.

Amnesia soon, memory amnesia soon...

"Come and hug me."

"?"

"Come and hug me." Cen Si still had his hands in his trouser pockets, looking innocent and calm, his tone was clear but frivolous, "You have to match your words with your actions, will you confess?"

"..."

I am the one who confesses, why am I so passive?

Jiang Shiye looked at him with a very angry expression.

He was embarrassed and embarrassed, but he was fascinated by Cen Si's eyes, which seemed to be deeper than Qingjiang River at night.

After hesitating for a while, he took a slight step like a zombie, thinking about how to hug a man.

Bring him over?

But why is this man still with his hands in his pockets?

He approached him.

With the exchange of breaths, Jiang Shiye's heartbeat also accelerated rapidly.

With lowered eyes, he stared at Cen Siyin's protruding collarbone in his clothes.Gritting his teeth, he stretched out his hand carefully.

Try wrapping your arms around his neck.

At this moment, Cen Si suddenly took out his hand, raising a layer of impatient night.

Jiang Shiye was suddenly pulled and crashed into Cen Si's arms.

After all, he still became the one who was taken.

The temperature blended, and his heart exploded completely.

He felt very strange, obviously he was the one who confessed, but Cen Si's head was lowered, resting on his shoulder, the bridge of his nose scraped directly on his neck, and his breathing was domineering around the side of his neck.Obviously he was the one who confessed, but it was Cen Si's hand that pressed the back of his head, touched his shoulder blades, moved his fingertips, and finally wrapped it around it, as if infringing.

His whole body was numb, and his muscles even trembled with excitement.He wrapped his arms around Cen Si's waist and pressed against his chest, like embracing a long-awaited tree, throwing himself into a cloud he had reserved, the touch, smell, skin friction and the sound of heartbeat...

He guessed that he might have described the moment in his mind many times, otherwise, how could he have a sense of déjà vu, which made him so dependent that he never wanted to let go.

Cen Si was bound tightly, like a clump of addictive vines, Jiang Shiye could hardly move, and his body was getting hotter and hotter.

"What's next?" Vine asked in a low voice.

Jiang Shiye's brain was short-circuited by the soft voice again, and he repeated foolishly: "What's the next step?"

Cen Si laughed, as if ordering: "Kiss me."

"Okay." Jiang Shiye said.Without hesitation.

There used to be a commentary saying that Cen Si was like a cheetah, good at teasing and luring opponents into his own rhythm.At this moment, it seems to be exactly the same as when he played.

Jiang Shiye only wanted to confess, but never thought about hugging, let alone kissing someone.But still being brought into the rhythm, unwilling to get out.

He tilted his head, tentatively and extremely cautiously, and pressed his lips against Cen Si's chin.

After posting it, it was taken away, and I took a sip by myself.

Cen Si snorted and finally showed an impatient look.

"Will you kiss him?"

He held the back of Jiang Shiye's head, pulled his hair, and lifted it up forcefully.

When his lips came close, only one thought crossed Jiang Shiye's mind.

This guy doesn't look like someone who hasn't been in love at all.

And not a gentleman at all.

The Qingjiang River and the Yangtze River meet in Qingshi, a city where mountains and rivers meet and has a unique summer.This side of the river is the most prosperous and gothic night scene, but the pier on the other side of the river has a few winds, and the misty moon is in the arms, blowing away the sweat from the kissing lips.

After a while.

Jiang Shiye tilted his head, his chest heaved violently, and he was struggling to breathe as if he was rescued from drowning.

Before he could catch his breath, his chin was lifted again, and his head was pulled again.

More impatient voices.

"How did you kiss, stick out your tongue."

The author has something to say:

*For the story of the CAS broadcast site in the sports school, you can read Chapter 16, I know you must have forgotten such small details!

*Finally wrote that they kissed. In fact, this article is officially started when they get together.It's a disaster, the previous treasures know it, and they don't know that it needs to be pre-received. I have changed the stalk and stopped the update. Fortunately, I like it. I am especially grateful to everyone for sticking to it.I was lucky enough to participate in the seedlings with the support of the editor in August, so I also thank the new little angel for clicking here and saving his data a little bit.Don't forget to comment on the seedlings with more than 30 characters, otherwise it will be useless!

Chapter 44 Verse. Different Rhythms

A gorgeous June night.

Jiang Shiye discovered it for the first time.

I don't seem to be so clumsy with my tongue.

Stupid mouth, and clumsy tongue.

At least according to Cen Si, the first kiss in his life was such a lingering kiss, as if, um.

It's pretty flexible.

Jiang Shiye didn't know if it was the same with other people, or because of his own filter, he felt that kissing Cen Si was like stepping on Bach's well-balanced temperament.There is a decorative sound, but the push-pull wraps around the chest and abdomen, which is very in tune.

But after a while, his tongue couldn't keep up with the beat. The note was indeed too arrogant, and his legs were about to be kissed softly, and he turned his head to pant again.

As a result, Cen Si blocked his lips again, making him want to drown in his breath again.

well……

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