He smiled and answered, "No."
Jin Qingyue was relieved to hear his answer.
She got up and lay atop him before lowering her head to kiss him gently.
Ling Ciye's lips were cold, and his breath reeked of alcohol even though he had already brushed his teeth.
The deep, passionate smooching sent both of their hormones raging uncontrollably.
She supported herself on both arms, which she placed on either side of Ling Ciye's body. She then pressed her body against his chest, after which he grabbed her breasts and began fondling them gently.
Jin Qingyue opened her mouth slightly and moaned in pleasure.
Both of their breathing began to quicken.
Once the foreplay was done and they were both in the mood, Ling Ciye held her waist with both hands and thrust his hips upward, penetrating her instantly.
Jin Qingyue gasped in shock and was moved into a different position involuntarily.
