While kissing her, he was also fiddling around with his hands.
Xu Chaomu found it absolutely intolerable; she lifted her foot to kick him.
Pervert, hooligan, shameless!
The air conditioner exhaled a "whoosh" of cold air, and the evening breeze blowing in from outside carried a faint scent of herbs.
Shen Chi's scorching breath wrapped around her neck, sending a tingling shiver through her body.
Whenever she moved, he would pin her legs down, not allowing her to move. He had always been domineering in such matters.
But no matter how domineering, he had never succeeded.
Shen Chi felt utterly defeated.
So, he kissed her fiercely, the only thing he could do now was to kiss her, and that was it.
The summer fabric was thin, his muscular chest rubbing against her body, and as they were drawn so close together, Xu Chaomu's face gradually turned apple red.
Add to that the difficulty of breathing; her little face became even more flushed and dewy.
Damn it!
