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"No, kiss me first and then I'll go."
"Haven't had enough kisses, huh?"
"You haven't kissed me for two years and three months, just one kiss, please."
Su Qing knelt on the passenger seat, stretching her head out as far as she could.
The space in the M4 was already small, and Zhou Yuwen, looking at her with resignation, pecked her on the lips, "There, happy now? Now get off."
"Hehe."
Su Qing giggled, wrapping her arms around Zhou Yuwen's neck and giving him a long kiss, which Zhou Yuwen didn't resist. After a while when Su Qing was still unsatisfied, she said, "Honey, you didn't even touch me."
"Honey, you have no idea, Zheng Yanyan is so wicked, she hit me yesterday, and pinched my breast, feel it, it's all red from her pinching." Su Qing just wanted Zhou Yuwen to touch her like he used to, taking his hand to feel for himself.
Zhou Yuwen felt and said, "Let me see, it's not even red, you're making things up."
"You don't love me anymore, you're even defending her."
