Zhuo Wuyou sat at the head of the bed in a daze and stared at the sleeping Xu Qing. Actually, in terms of appearance, Xu Qing was definitely not that beautiful. She was only average. As the girl-next-door type from a humble family, she wasn't stunning, but in his heart, no one could compare to her!
Zhuo Wuyou's throat bobbed slightly, and his hands couldn't help but touch the lips he had yearned for a long time. Her lips were even softer than he had imagined. He couldn't help but lean down and kiss… Xu Qing's forehead gently. He still had his sense of rationality, but this kiss made Zhuo Wuyou a little titillated. Looking at her soft lips, his eyes were filled with lust as he slowly approached.
Just as he was about to kiss her lips, Xu Qing suddenly let out a soft moan. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyeballs were rolling. She was about to wake up!
