Fu Ting lost all her strength and slid down. Cen Juan slid down with her.
Both of them fell together.
He kissed her, his palm moving down from the back of the girl's head all the way to her lower back. An electric current shot up from her tailbone.
Breathing exchange.
All of Fu Ting's senses were invaded by the other party.
She placed her hand on his shoulder and felt the warmth in her palm.
Unconsciously, she unbuttoned his shirt, wanting to feel it more clearly.
Cen Juan accurately grabbed the girl's restless hand. A few of his buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his exquisite and beautiful collarbone, which was dazzling white.
Her lips were bright red, making her look like a vampire.
It was seductive and sexy.
Fu Ting's cheeks were flushed red, and she seemed to be intoxicated. She said shyly," Why aren't you continuing?""
Cen Juan's nerves jolted and he suddenly woke up. He took Fu Ting's hand off his neck and said calmly," That's enough."
