Jing Zhi couldn't take it anymore. He hugged Zheng yuluo's waist and pulled her from the passenger seat to his lap.
Zheng yuluo exclaimed, and her hands that were holding his face subconsciously moved to Jing Zhi's neck.
The angle of her head was just right for Jing Zhi to lower his head and take.
The two lips were pressed together. It was a little soft and hot, making it easy for one to ignore everything around them.
No one was born to kiss, but if they were deeply in love, this kind of thing didn't need special learning or extra practice. Everything would happen naturally.
It had been a long time since she had hugged and kissed so passionately. Jing Zhi's kisses in the past were only superficial, but today, Zheng yuluo felt like she was going to be swallowed by Jing Zhi.
Just as their tongues were entangled passionately, they were suddenly interrupted by a knocking sound.
