Jing Muchen stopped the ravaging of his lips and tongue. He raised his head, his deep eyes were still filled with a seductive look.
Su Ruowan didn't speak or move. She just silently cried.
Jing Muchen sighed in his heart. He lifted his body and pulled her T-shirt down properly. He turned his body slightly, but his hands picked up her soft and fragrant body and leaned into his embrace.
Jing Muchen's sudden gentle action caught Su Ruowan off guard. Initially, she was just retreating in order to advance, but she did not expect him to start patting her gently.
The little bit of grievance in her heart was gradually pulled out by such gentle care. Su Ruowan could not control herself. Her entire body kept trembling and her tears flowed more and more fiercely.
Jing Muchen listened to Su Ruowan's deliberately suppressed sobs and felt her body tremble slightly under the big palm. A strange feeling flashed across his heart.
