Beiming Han tugged her clothes down a little, greedily kissing her beautiful shoulders and chest.
"Ah Han..."
"You need to start speaking differently." Beiming Han bit her fragrant shoulder forcefully.
Gu Qingxin cried out in pain, yet this slight pain only made her breathing increasingly hasty.
"Change what?" Gu Qingxin's eyelashes fluttered.
"What do you think?" In his excitement, Beiming Han ripped her clothes into two pieces.
"I don't know..." Gu Qingxin opened her moist, confused black eyes to look at him, biting her lower lip in her predicament.
Little did she know, her look almost drove Beiming Han crazy, and then he lost control completely...
"Help me unbuckle my belt!" Beiming Han guided her small hands to his metallic belt buckle.
"Can we wait until we get home?" Gu Qingxin looked up at him.
"Your clothes are already torn, how are we supposed to get home?" Beiming Han pulled down what remained of her clothing hanging on her.
Gu Qingxin, "...."
