Shen Qianrou looked at him, touched.
Su Heng continued, "So, don't think too much. Wait another night. We'll register our marriage tomorrow morning so that you won't be so worried."
Shen Qianrou started to remove Su Heng's tie again. Her eyes were filled with shyness and charm.
"Brother Heng, I can't wait until tomorrow. I want you now. As long as you fill me up and let me feel your existence, I will be at ease…"
Shen Qianrou's eyes sparkled. The scent of perfume was undoubtedly a catalyst.
Especially her bold and explicit words.
"Brother Heng…"
Shen Qianrou called out seductively again before tiptoeing to kiss him.
A pair of soft hands skillfully undid Su Heng's belt and slipped in like a fish.
Su Heng held his breath.
In the end, she relaxed and her body heated up. She hugged Shen Qianrou's slender waist.
"Brother Heng…"
