Zhao Chi's kiss was deep and intense, reminding Li Dan of the feeling of a first love. Just like the first love, it was tense yet shy, coy yet full of fear, ultimately turning into anticipation and longing.
Zhao Chi kissed Li Dan's cherry lips expertly, and when facing her, he was not as rough as he was with Yao Yu; instead, he was tender with his touches, gently sucking with a hint of teasing.
At this moment, Zhao Chi's hands were no longer idle. One hand still embraced Li Dan, while the other began to make its way towards Li Dan's perky behind.
Li Dan's perky behind was just too tempting; even though Zhao Chi had played with it many times, he still couldn't get enough.
Feeling the soft yet firm sensation transmitted to his hand, Zhao Chi couldn't help but become rigid below.
"Zhao Chi, don't... don't do it here..."
