between song qincheng's slightly opened lips, she could clearly feel the man's tongue entering her mouth. it reeked of alcohol. the moment their tongues touched, she subconsciously pulled back, but immediately took the initiative to respond.
his movements were awkward, but they were as passionate as fire.
she could hear her own breathing becoming heavier, and her mouth was filled with saliva exchanged with each other.
he didn't feel nauseated, but his heart was beating more and more violently.
she felt like she was lying in a sea of fire, her entire body heating up, and her fair skin was starting to turn red.
song qincheng's body was pushed back by the force, and her back hit a hook on the wall. she groaned in pain, like a kitten scratching a person.
when yu tingchuan noticed this, he pushed the bathroom door open and pulled song qincheng away from the wall with his arm around her waist.
song qincheng felt a little dizzy when she fell on the bed.
