Feeling the burning temperature of the man's palm, Jing Tong subconsciously blocked it, " "Hey!"
He was panting in a panic.
Jiang Yu grabbed her wrist and slowly interlocked his fingers with hers. He said in a hoarse voice, " "You're not doing it?"
Although he said that, his jaw was tightly clenched, and the desire burning in his eyes was surprisingly dark. Jing Tong met his black eyes and suddenly felt as if she had become some delicious food, and could be eaten clean by this man at any time. This illusion made her heart fiercely contract.
No, I can't admit defeat!
Jing Tong's face flushed red,"of course it's not that Yingluo wanted to say it, Yingluo, slow down Yingluo."
The man chuckled in a low voice, grabbed her waist, and turned her around.
The world was spinning!
Jing Tong cried out in shock, but he was already pressed under him.
