" ah qing, i love you. i can't live without you. believe me, i won't regret it. if i give up on you, i'll really regret it, hanhan. "
After saying that, Leng Kuang's thin lips covered hers again.
This time, he was no longer snatching her madly. Instead, he was kissing her tenderly and tenderly. He was full of tenderness and deep love as he turned and sucked on Chu Qing's lips.
Although he was as gentle as water, it was as if he wanted to gently embed her into his bones and not let her go.
chu qing's brain started to drift and she could not catch any images.
The lingering of their lips and teeth, the sensitive rubbing of her body, made the long-suppressed desire in her body burst out in an instant.
By the time Chu Qing realized what was going on, Leng Kuang had already pinned her down on the dining table.
Chu Qing closed her eyes tightly and did not have the courage to open them again.
