บท 162: His Question

Intertwining his tongue and hers, Xu Fei Yi drank a couple of XuanRong's saliva. Pulling her closer, he deepened the kiss as if he wanted to consume her everything until nothing was left.

XuanRong's mind was turning into a pile of bubble, making her close her eyes and follow his lead. She had no way to resist Xu Fei Yi's advancements and could only accept him wholeheartedly as he plundered and ventured into her deepest part. She could not breathe but she could not escape his fervent kisses. Her whole body was shaking as she tried to accommodate his desire.

Like a fish out of the sea, XuanRong looked flustered. Face all red, XuanRong moved his face a little to find the chance to breathe.

"Ngn~ Ahh.."

When her lips were spared in a second, XuanRong subconsciously released a soft moan before inhaling a huge quantity of air.

*zsittzz!*