688 What Happened Last Night Wasn’t a Dream

"You want it." Nian Junting touched her aroused secret garden and opened his mouth slightly. His voice had turned dry, and fire burned in his eyes. Seeing what was on the tips of his fingers, Luosang's face reddened immediately. The rosy color on her cheeks was so breathtakingly beautiful, even in the darkness. She opened and closed her mouth shyly, but could not say one word.

Nian Junting violently pulled his own collar. He felt that if he kept holding it off like this, he'd be sick again. However, he couldn't do it with her right there, as there were quite a few policemen on duty near the train station. "Let's go to the hotel. I can tell you for sure that we might be able to make a baby tonight." Nian Junting started the car right away.