Phone Call

When Yao Nian saw Yu Yan lying on the bed with a dazed expression, his throat bobbed. He was overcome with lust, and he couldn't wait to move his lips to Yu Yan's earlobe to lick it.

Yu Yan felt her spine go numb. The places Yao Nian had kissed felt itchy.

Yu Yan was wearing a jumper, so Yao Nian pushed her clothes up to take them off.

When Yu Yan, who was only wearing a light shirt under her sweater, was suddenly stimulated by the coldness in the air, she came back to her senses. She hurriedly grabbed Yao Nian's hand, which was taking off her clothes, and panted weakly as she said, "No, no. We're not married yet."

Yao Nian's lower body was already swollen and he was overcome with lust, so he immediately replied, "Then let's get married." As he spoke, his hands didn't stop their movements at all.

One took it off and the other pulled it down. Yu Yan struggled for a while before completely sobering up.