The continuous and dense kiss stirred between the lips and teeth.
With a different kind of tenderness.
She had to admit that qidun's kiss was completely different from li junyu's.
His kiss was gentle and lingering, while Lord tyrant's kiss was fierce and hard to resist, always overbearingly occupying all her breath.
However, even so, ruan Mengmeng was not fooled by the man's gentle kiss.
He had only changed his face, but his aura had not changed.
Even though khiton had sprayed other brands 'Cologne on his face, li junyu's unique aura could not be concealed by this method.
Moreover, ruan Mengmeng had a hundred ways to make her man reveal his true colors.
She did not believe that li junyu could really hold back and continue to maintain this 'gentleness' and not deepen the kiss.
Ruan Mengmeng deliberately softened her body and allowed khiton to invade her breathing bit by bit.
