"Zhou..."
Qiao En was about to speak, but Zhou Jin'an kissed her more deeply.
He dominantly and aggressively pried her lips apart, sweeping through like a hurricane.
The clear scent of tobacco filled her mouth, and familiar memories revived in her mind.
She resisted, resisted, and gradually became powerless.
Her mouth was hard, her words heartless, only her body was soft.
His kiss, as if it had some kind of magic, made her lose control as their lips and tongues entwined.
He knew her body's code too well, his scorching hand on her slender waist, and the volcano inside her was about to erupt.
Zhou Jin'an held her tight, kissing her deeply.
It was as if he wanted to meld her into his body before she turned into a puddle.
"Wait for me, I will definitely explain things to you."
In the haze of consciousness, Zhou Jin'an's burning voice penetrated Qiao En's ears.
She suddenly came to her senses, her teeth biting down on his lip.
"Hiss~"
Zhou Jin'an winced in pain.
