So eager.
Qian Yikun pinned Mo Fei forcefully down on the back seat of the car. His lips did not leave hers, but when he slid down her body with his lips, Mo Fei held his face.
Qian Yikun seemed to have realized something as he collapsed on Mo Fei's body instantly. His heavy breathing persisted for a long time.
Their heartbeats intertwined in the small space of the car. Qian Yikun steadied his breathing and pulled his legs back into the car before closing the door.
Mo Fei sent a kick to his chest. "She's still watching, okay?"
Qian Yikun grabbed her ankle and exerted a burst of strength. Mo Fei giggled. She went along the direction of his pull and straddled her legs over his thighs.
"Is it 'Happy New Year' now?" Qian Yikun said as he placed one hand on the back of her waist and the other on her lower abdomen, massaging her gently.
When it came to Mo Fei's period, Qian Yikun remembered it more than she did herself.
