Kapitel 741: His Love

This man was elegant and proper on the surface, yet he could speak such words of love in private at the drop of a hat. They were so tender that even she couldn't resist blushing with a throbbing heart.

Qiao Mu's small face turned scarlet as she felt the soft and numb sensation on her lips, and her small mouth involuntarily parted slightly…

It was like a pretty, pampered small flower waiting to be plucked gently.

The two people's lips were inseparable, almost as if they were about to merge together, as they partook in a wet kiss.

The temperature inside the room also rose quite a bit high.

Qiao Mu suddenly discovered that her small limbs could move, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief in her heart as she raised her hand gently to stroke the man's fuzzy head.

"Mo Lian," Qiao Mu called out softly.