She suddenly thought of something and with trembling hands, she went to undo his shirt.
"No need," Han Yuexu wanted to stop her.
Han qiqing opened her teary eyes and looked at him in confusion. &Quot; why? "
Han Yuexu's eyes darkened.
He had only intended to ...
He kissed her again, trying to divert her attention. It would be best if he kissed her until she was in a daze, so that she couldn't do anything or think about it. She could only feel what he was giving her.
However, han qiqing could be very stubborn.
She lifted her head and accepted his kiss as she unbuttoned his shirt with her little hands.
When his shirt was unbuttoned, her soft little hand quickly pressed against him and touched him in her own clumsy way.
Han qiqing could clearly feel his thing pressing against her.
She smiled shyly and happily.
Their lips parted. Her eyes were moist as if she had been loved. She said softly, " you like me touching you too, don't you? "
