Lei Dian really moved his hand down Bai Ming's waist.

That is the final point of intersection of taboos.

"Just treat me as Xiaoying..."

"In that case, you can accept it?"

Hearing Lei Dianzhen's words, Bai Ming was silent for a while, then nodded.

"I understand."

"If that's what you want."

little by little.

The positions of Bai Ming and Lei Dianzhen changed.

Thunderbolt was really pressed onto the sofa.

But she wasn't scared.

Because the person who did this was Bai Ming.

He is standing in front of himself.

Bai Ming picked up the T-shirt that Lei Dianzhen was wearing so familiarly that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

The taboo of the gods was revealed in front of him.

Immaculate and unblemished.

Bai Ming swallowed, then held both sides of Lei Dianzhen's waist with both hands, and said in a low voice:

"Sister, I'm going to come in."

"Hmm... treat me as Xiaoying and come here for a while."

Afternoon time.

In the usually quiet room, there was a gentle splash of water waves, which seemed to be mixed with some shouting.

The originally flat surface of the sofa was pulled out with wrinkles.

The reason was that a pair of slender hands grabbed the surface of the sofa because of pain.

The sofa was shaking constantly, and the pillows on it nearly fell off.

The undetermined shape, under the impact again and again, has become the appearance that the heart belongs to.

She, who always took care of her younger sister on weekdays, fulfilled her wish in the name of her younger sister for the first time after her death.

"Xiaoying, I'm sorry..."

"Sister, I... like him too."

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