Bab 162: Hint At Me To Give You Fresh Flowers

Very quickly, Song Chuyi passed his breath through her lips and teeth. Her flower-like lips were crushed by him. Changqing's face heated up even faster and she felt as though her entire body was held in his hands. Furthermore, this was a restaurant and she felt a sense of helplessness.

"No… we're outside… someone will come in…" Changqing spat the words out from her throat with difficulty. If someone saw them, it would be too embarrassing and with her looking like this right now, it was simply…

"No one will; I told him we're full just now. The dessert will take at least half an hour before it will be served." Song Chuyi took in a deep breath and sucked ferociously once again.

"Chuchu…" Changqing's brain buzzed. Her amorous eyes slowly became moist and misty. She tried hard to hold onto the last strand of soberness but was still pulled into a fiery pit by him.

Changqing had been in a state of bewilderment for god knew how long.