Of course, Ling Qingyu must never let Yang Qingyue finish her words. She couldn't bear to imagine the lonely cold life without Yang Qingyue after having gone through the blissful pleasure.
She utilized the ultimate tools to seize the initiative and let Yang Qingyue more emotional. Having been together for numerous times, Ling Qingyu knew exactly where to hit the points and in what order.
The best way was to ignore Yang Qingyue's threat and continue. Ling Qingyu did just that.
Ling Qingyu unbuttoned the three top ones of Yang Qingyue's blue shirt and extended her hand through the open collar.
She immediately felt the warm temperature and the sumptuous weight. Woah, this girl wore a black bra that could be taken off from the front.
Ling Qingyu clicked her tongue. Hearing this response, Yang Qingyue blushed more, her cheeks ripened as if fumes of smoke was about to explode. She knew what this bastard meant.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!