Luo Yangyang's initiative made Feng Sheng's eyes narrow. He immediately took the initiative and kissed her.
As their lips and tongues intertwined, a fiery atmosphere lingered around the two of them, and their body temperatures gradually rose.
"Yes." The cheongsam landed on the floor, and Luo Yangyang's face turned red.
Her rationality told her that it was too dangerous to be intimate in the old house. They couldn't do this.
However, she could not bear to push Feng Sheng away.
"Baby…" Feng Sheng's eyes were on fire, and his hot lips and tongue kissed her again.
Luo Yangyang kissed him back passionately and tried to undo Feng Sheng's tunic suit.
She had never taken off a man's Chinese tunic before, so she had no idea where to start. Feng Sheng's blood boiled even more.
"Dammit!" Feng Sheng grabbed Luo Yangyang's hands and took off his tunic suit as quickly as he could.
