Huo qingge bit her lip. Li beixiao could not stand this action of hers. It was an unconscious action, but it seemed to be seducing her.
Li beixiao couldn't stand her biting her lips the most. Every time he saw it, the evil fire in his body would run wild.
Li beixiao gently kissed Huo qingge's lips. He was not as overbearing as he usually was. It was as if he was using a feather to stroke her, making her itch and unable to endure. He just did not want to satisfy her!
Huo qingge felt a little light as she closed her eyes and fell into a trance.
Her confused and longing appearance deeply stimulated li beixiao.
When he felt that the time was right, li beixiao suddenly held the back of Huo qingge's head and deepened the kiss domineeringly.
The deep affection and the soft murmurs in their ears were so alluring.
The two of them kissed like dry firewood, igniting at the touch ...
Their grunts and grunts formed the most beautiful piece of music.
