Relaxation
The rough fingers slid across her delicate skin, brushing away her tears, bending over her. He pried open her teeth, his flexible lips boring into them.
"Ugh …" Xia Xiaoling trembled, her cheeks instantly flushed red. She didn't push him away, instead, her small hand that had originally been on his chest slowly climbed up his shoulder. She had no choice but to grab onto his high-quality suit to support her gradually weakening body.
Xi Mu Cheng carefully described the shape of her lips, tasting the intoxicating fragrance, his kiss carried an unprecedented gentleness.
Outside, it was getting dark and the thunderstorm had stopped.
Inside the dilapidated building, the two of them passionately kissed each other. They could only feel each other, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with them.