Her legs open wide in invitation…
Su Zhinian, who could maintain his cool under any circumstances, shivered violently when the sentence in Song Qingchun's heart travelled through his hand and into his mind. He almost coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Who the hell taught her these kinds of descriptions that I've not even heard of before?
As Su Zhinian's hand shivered, it shook Song Qingchun's forehead that was attached to the end of his palm. This movement instantly pulled Song Qingchun back from her wandering thoughts. Immediately, she felt a warm pressure on the top of her face. After one second of confusion, she turned to look at Su Zhinian's face, which was dangerously close to hers.
