บท 1812: What Is Our Relationship

Under Shen Zhilie's weight, Ye Qianqian began to pant. However, without any warning, her lips were already under his attack.

Shen Zhilie seemed to burn with an even greater fiery passion than before, and Ye Qianqian found it slightly hard to breathe under his intense pressure. As she turned her face aside to take a breather, Shen Zhilie immediately moved his mouth away from her lips and began to nibble at her collar with his teeth in an almost lustful manner.

Ye Qianqian let out a gasp of surprise, and she immediately clutched her chest. However, Shen Zhilie had already reached out his demonic claws and found his way to her chest easily and began to ravage it and tug her top away to work his hands beneath.

"Ha... Stop!" Ye Qianqian grabbed hold of her body. She was so nervous that she felt as though she were about to suffocate.