"Good morning—umph—"
Before Ji Zhao could finish speaking, Shen Yao's face approached her unexpectedly and he had already kissed her lips.
After an unknown period of time, Ji Zhao nervously clutched her clothes. Her face was flushed and she was panting.
"Ah Tao." Shen Yao gently stroked her soft black hair. His gentle and doting eyes were filled with desire, and his deep voice was filled with a charming aura.
"Shen Yao." Ji Zhao gently curled her lips and wrapped her arms around his neck. Then, she clumsily leaned close to his lips.
Even through the clothes, Ji Zhao could still feel Shen Yao's enthusiasm.
"Shen Yao, will you treat me well for the rest of my life?" Ji Zhao's hands landed on his broad and firm back, and her beautiful eyes were shining brightly.
"Ah Tao, you're the only one in this life." Shen Yao looked into her eyes and promised seriously.
