As she pressed Qiao Xiyan against the elevator wall, he froze.
His fingers still holding the cigarette trembled, and the cigarette fell to the floor.
He had wanted to smoke, and he had felt uncomfortable all over.
When she leaned over…
It was as if she had saved his life.
He could only feel that her body was unbelievably fragrant, and her lips were unbelievably soft. But when he tried to savor her more carefully, she had already retreated and stumbled out of the elevator…
Qiao Xiyan was speechless. He lowered his head, picked up the cigarette, and followed her out.
He subconsciously rubbed his mouth in disbelief. I was forcefully kissed by a drunkard?
At this moment, Tang Jingci was dazed and confused. Qiao Xiyan was usually too mean with his words. She had been staring at him for a long time. Such a person…
His bones are probably cold!
But unexpectedly, his mouth is so hot and soft.
