Superintendent Ouyang pressed her body against his, and her lips were pressed against his.
Qiming was pressed down by him and had difficulty breathing.
He reached out to hold her waist. His lips moved, but when he saw that she had no reaction, he continued to move and kiss her. He turned over and pressed down on the bed, bringing her to the side.
"Ouyang, you, are you throwing yourself into my arms?"
“……”
"If you want to, then tell me. Let me handle this kind of thing. "As Qiming spoke, he placed both his hands on her sides and lowered his head to kiss her. He invaded her body without restraint, caressing her Chicheng and attacking her body.
"Ah," he said. Qiming suddenly turned over and fell on the side of the bed. He hugged his body and kept twitching. Stunned.
Ouyang was lying on the bed with her messy hair covering her body. She sat up and looked at the man who was working hard.
"What's wrong with you?" Superintendent Ouyang asked.
