Their Secret Meeting at Night
It wasn't until their breaths gradually became steady that Jiang Yexun pulled back slightly. However, his scorching gaze fell on the lips that he had just kissed, which were now bright red and glistening with a hint of moisture, and his eyes darkened once again.
But his little educated youth had become so weak that she couldn't even lift her head and could only rest it on his shoulder, panting lightly.
"What did you want to tell me just now?" Jiang Brother Yexunntly patted her back to comfort her, a smile playing on his lips.
Su Xiaoxiao's mind was still a bit hazy, and she couldn't remember what she wanted to say just now, even though she tried to think along with his words.
Jiang Yexun looked at her soft and helpless appearance, and his smile deepened.