Anyway, since things have come to this, the boy definitely won't let her go, so it's only a matter of time...
Moreover, I am the same. Can I really put him down?
Feeling the silk pants being hooked by his fingers, Xiao Yinruo closed her eyes and trembled lightly, seemingly aware that the angle between her bent legs was too small, so she straightened up again, forming a right angle between her thighs and calves.
"Aunt Ruo, I can't breathe very well..."
Lu Jin'an murmured, as Xiao Yinruo belatedly realized that her arms were almost strangling him in the throes of passion.
She quickly released her arms: "Sorry, I'm a bit nervous..."
Lu Jin'an raised his head and exhaled deeply, gazing at the tension in Xiao Yinruo's watery peach blossom eyes, and without saying more, kissed the delicate collarbone exposed in her breath, then...
Xiao Yinruo's fingers gently squeezed his shoulder, as if this kind of gentleness was what one liked, how could Qingyue be so strange?
