Luo Keke said that if she didn’t feel disgusted, then she liked him.
Thinking of this, Jun Jun Jun’s brain exploded, as if it had formed an entire mushroom cloud. She began to feel a little oxygen-deprived and a little dizzy.
Ruan Mingxiao’s kiss gradually became gentle, as if he could feel that the girl was thinking about something else. The man’s eyes darkened, and he bit the tip of the girl’s tongue.
He gradually felt the pain and let out a muffled groan. His small mouth opened even wider.
With an even bigger gap, Ruan Mingxiao deepened the kiss and even directly untied his seatbelt. He leaned over and pressed the girl between himself and the back of the seat.
He gradually felt that his breathing was becoming increasingly difficult. He did not know whether it was because of this enclosed space, or because of the man’s huge body pressing down on her, or because of her small mouth that was tightly shut by Ruan Mingxiao.
