Lan Liehuo's large hand held firmly on her waist, while his other hand supported her back to prevent her from falling, and he began a frenzied movement.
Until he sent her up to the clouds...
When finished, Shushu slid right off the table, and Lan Liehuo quickly caught her, heading toward the nearby sofa.
His eyes continuously gazed at the woman in his arms; she was a bit tired, a bit weary, her lazy demeanor particularly beautiful.
Lan Liehuo really felt that she was an angel, an angel specifically sent to save him.
He laid her on the sofa, carefully tidied her up, put her panties back on, and held her on the sofa to rest.
...
Downstairs, Gu Qingxin and Xiao Yi waited and waited for the two of them to come down, but to no avail, ending up staring blankly at each other.
"Qingxin Jie, do you think the two of them will reconcile?" Xiao Yi asked her.
"They've already reconciled!"
"Then why aren't they coming down?" Xiao Yi asked again.
