Is Big Boss Fu That Pure?

His voice was like a bass cannon, filled with bewitching magnetism. At times, she was very sensitive to sound. Fu Sinian's voice happened to be the kind she couldn't resist.

Fu Sinian hugged her in satisfaction. She was as warm and soft as jade. His longing for her over the past few days was like a wave, surging in his heart.

He pressed his cheek against hers and kissed her lightly.

In a moment of panic, his kiss moved slowly to her neck and finally landed on her lips.

She immediately reached out to push Fu Sinian, but he held her wrist tightly.

The disparity in strength forced her to let him do as he pleased.

Fu Sinian used all his gentleness in this kiss.

Gradually, her Shi Qian body stopped tightening and she leaned against his arms softly. Even she did not realize that her body had already accepted Fu Sinian.

Fu Sinian, who had tasted a little pre-dinner dessert, was already a little satisfied.