The touched skin is also hot, and his eyes become sticky and tangled, as if unwilling to separate once touched. It seems that something is growing rapidly, filling up the entire heart quickly, and then almost jumped out with dissatisfaction.

Shu Zimu didn't figure out what it was, but just felt that he was indeed bewitched and wanted to vent that thing and be satisfied.

His hand on Qi Yan's shoulder unknowingly became tighter, and he couldn't help raising his head slightly to seek more and deeper contact.

Shu Zimu's nose gently brushed Qi Yan's nose, her lips slightly open, and her breath sighed with an itchy temperature. Qi Yan's eyes were deep, and his hands unconsciously used a little more force. He couldn't help but bowed his head slightly, trying to catch the lip that showed the pink tongue between the cracks.

"Kap", just when the lips were close, the white light flashed.

"Perfect!" the photographer shouted in surprise, "Two hard work, the last shot left, this group is finished."

Shu Zimu suddenly recovered, blinked, and looked at Qi Yan's eyes in his pupils, and suddenly an aura came to his heart, and he immediately wanted to withdraw. But he was almost completely pressed by Qi Yan on the bed, there was no way back, he could only wait for Qi Yan to go down first.

However, Qi Yan did not retreat, Shu Zimu felt the soft touch from his lips, and suddenly opened his eyes.