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    Before completely pressing on Lin Ya, Mo Li supported his body with his hands.  It's just that his hands are soft and seem to have elasticity.  Looking down, Mo Li's face was red up to the ears.

    "Fried chicken" Lin Ya rolled over to the edge of the sofa again.  Her face brushed past Mo Li's lips.

    "It'sdishonest!" Mo Li raised his head, not daring to bow his head.

    Her head was buried on his neck, and if he didn't pay attention, he would kiss her.  She was turning outwards all the time, and if he backed away, she would fall directly to the ground.

    "Girl, can you be more honest?" Mo Li's chest seemed to be burning with a level 10 fire.

    "Nonocan!" Lin Ya wrapped her arms around Mo Li's neck.  The head was dangling around his neck.  The cold lips brushed against his throbbing neck from time to time, causing Mo Li to take two breaths of cold air.

    "Lin Ya" Mo Li's voice was full of helplessness.

    It's easy to push her away.  However, the hand seemed to be under a spell, hanging in mid-air, unable to move at all.

    "Fried chickenburgers"

    Lin Ya opened her mouth, and lightly bit Mo Li's shoulder.  Feeling the warmth and coldness, Mo Li's blood spurted out immediately.

    "fried chicken¡­¡­"

    Lin Ya tightened her arms and hung herself on Mo Li's body.  Most of his body was already hanging over the edge of the sofa.  Mo Li subconsciously held her waist to prevent her from falling off the sofa.

    The tighter he hugged, the more Lin Ya leaned against him.  Mo Li leaned back, desperately pulling the distance between his lips and hers.

    "Plop!"

    Lin Ya threw herself into Mo Li's arms, and Mo Li fell down.  Mo Li thought Lin Ya would wake up, but after waiting for about half a minute, he still only heard Lin Ya's steady breathing.

    "Lin YaLin Ya" Mo Li patted Lin Ya's back lightly, but Lin Ya remained silent.

    Her lips were pressed against his dimples, and he didn't dare to move.  Breathing, uncontrollably messed up.

    Her hands were still groping around his chest.

    He was molested!

    Such a strong idea appeared in Mo Li's mind.

    But why doesn't he hate this kind of indecentness?

    Mo Li closed his eyes, listening to his heartbeat that was gradually accelerating.  Ever since he met Lin Ya, he seemed to be able to hear such a strong and cheerful heartbeat all the time.

    This feeling of excitement always makes him want to do something.

    "Lin Ya, Lin Ya, what should I do with you?" Mo Li gently tightened his arms, hugging Lin Ya even tighter.

    "Fried chicken" Lin Ya stuck out her tongue restlessly, and Mo Li felt her neck was cold, wet and itchy.

    "Tomorrow I will buy you fried chicken. Buy a lot of fried chicken!"

    Mo Li carefully supported Lin Ya's head, and slowly sat up.  Lin Ya's hands were around his neck, and he just followed her posture, picked her up, and walked quickly to his room.

    The bed sheet and bed cover had been changed by Lin Ya in advance, and Mo Li put Lin Ya directly on the bed.  When he was about to get up, Mo Li couldn't break Lin Ya's hand around his neck.

    In desperation, he could only rely on Lin Ya to sleep.  His hand gently wrapped around Lin Ya's waist, preventing her from rolling around and causing him to be short of breath.

    Lin Ya's waist was still so soft and soft, and Mo Li suddenly remembered the scene of sleeping with her in Canada.

    That time, it was Song Yu's prank.

    But this time?

    Is it an accident?  Or selfishness?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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