Chapitre 741: 743, Proposal (Second Update)

Mo Qingyi just looked at Duanmu Zhe, her mind constantly echoing with the phrase, "I like you." She almost forgot how to react.

Duanmu Zhe liked to see Mo Qingyi so flustered, like a cute little rabbit. Without any hesitation, he reached out and pinched Mo Qingyi's chin, tilting it up slightly.

Mo Qingyi had already lost the ability to think, only feeling a large shadow looming towards her face. Then, her lips were covered by something soft.

It was soft, and somewhat sweet.

Like ice cream.

Mo Qingyi was stunned, involuntarily closing her eyes, and began to lightly lick with the tip of her tongue...

Their lips and teeth intertwined, going deeper without realizing it, as the atmosphere in the car became hotter.

Duanmu Zhe held her head with one hand, and with the other, he reached for the switch to flatten the seat.