Chapter 236 Favorite for her

Andy Jian's technique is not skillful enough. When his hand shakes, he presses the wound. Bill Huo's body instinctively shivered and gave a stuffy hum. Andy Jian's nose got sour, bit his lip, lowered his head, and tears started to fall. Bill Huo heard the sound, pulled up his clothes, turned around, raised his hand and wiped the tears on her face. 'How many times do I have to say it doesn't hurt before you believe it.' Andy Jian lowered his head further, helpless and distressed, but his mouth was subconsciously against him. 'Don't worry about it.' Bill Huo, with dark eyes, remained silent for a moment, reached out and held her cheek, then leaned over and kissed Andy Jian's lips. A little salty and a little sweet, as soft as he dreamed. Andy Jian responded to him unconsciously, and the flames in each other's hearts were on the verge. After a lapse of six years, the deep kiss, as hot as at the beginning, gradually lost the consciousness of two people. At the moment he