350 The First Assassin (43)

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As soon as he heard the word "host", Suna stood up. After all, I grew up there, so I still owe him a favor.

As the number one in name only, she still has to take responsibility for some things.

I told Linhuai about this while eating.

Go back to your room and block out the last candlelight.

Under the bright white moonlight, the girl was lying by the window, supporting her chin with one hand, and raising the other hand to casually gesture with the size of the moon.

Her snow-white skin was as gorgeous as silk under the moonlight, and her long, silky hair was scattered on the back of her neck, with a few strands blown by the wind and fluttering in front of her forehead.

He looked out the window with divergent eyes, and then a slender and beautiful figure lightly jumped in.

Before Suna could carefully consider the distance between the two windows next door, everything she looked at was completely covered by moon-white clothes, and the cool and comfortable breath swept her over.

I didn't expect him to arrange it so quickly.

"Have you considered it?" The girl buried her little face in the young man's arms and spoke in a soft voice.

"Yeah." Linhuai responded lightly, with a tall nose from her beautiful eyes. His fingers pinched the soft flesh on the back of her neck, "I'll go back with you."

Suna touched his thin waist and joked: "Don't you care about the business here?"

"Leave it to the waiter first." The young man blinked, and his long eyelashes were as soft as feathers, crossing the surface of his eyes as elegant as mist.

The corner of Suna's lips raised slightly, and she nuzzled into his arms. She was still touching everything with her hands, eating tofu openly.

"When will we set off?" Lin Huai's fingertips held her back, and while asking, he stood up straight and motionless, slightly stiff.

The feeling of the other party taking the initiative is completely different from the feeling of taking the initiative yourself.

"Just tomorrow!" Suna raised his head and noticed that the other party's collar was slightly open, revealing half of his delicate collarbone, and his moon shirt was as white as jade.

Licking his lips, he couldn't help but touch it with his hands.

The hand attached to the back of her neck suddenly pressed forward, seeming a little uncomfortable.

Suna didn't hold back at all, and continued to trace beautiful lines on his collarbone with her fingers, stroke by stroke, gently and carefully.

The body pressed in front of him is constantly tightening. The young man's eyes are full of moonlight. When he is half-lidded, the shape of his eyes is beautiful, elegant and charming.

His thin lips were pursed tightly, which was nothing more than torture for him.

The girl stopped what she was doing, and before the other party could react, she raised her chin, her full and soft lips fell on her collarbone, and stepped back.

A numb itch like a dragonfly's drop of water seemed to fall on the tip of my heart, and the clear and calm lake surface rippled.

Lin Huai couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and his ears were completely flushed this time.

"Then, see you tomorrow." Suddenly thankful to be in the dark, the young man quickly looked away.

The black hair has a natural undulating arc, and he is about to leave from the window, which means he is running away.

Suna didn't give him this chance, and pulled him back to sit on the bed, saying calmly: "Why don't we sleep together?"

Linhuai opened his eyes slightly and was speechless for a moment.

"Anyway, it's convenient to set off tomorrow morning." The girl had already pulled away the quilt and was about to take someone to lie down.

"This is not good." The young man's long eyelashes trembled slightly and he responded in a low voice.

Suna responded smoothly: "What's wrong..."

Suddenly I realized that sleeping together was a bit abrupt since they were not married at this time.

But you have been invited, so you can’t give up halfway.

So he changed his words: "Others don't know."

Linhuai: "..."

The young man was still hesitating, grabbing the quilt with his slender fingers, feeling a little depressed for no reason.

Suna lay down on the inside, leaving a large space for him, and patted his side, "And it's just to cover the bed and just chat."