Wanqian, how have you been?(1)

When they arrived at Huafu Ruiyuan, Jing Muchen reached out and pushed the driver's seat back just as the car was parked in the garage.

In Su Ruowan's slight surprise, the seatbelt was unfastened and she was carried onto his lap.

"Oh." Su Ruowan only let out a cry of surprise before her lips were blocked by him.

In the narrow space, the two of them were kissing hard.

After he finally left her lips, Jing Muchen pressed his lips against her earlobe and kissed it back and forth.

Su Ruowan placed her hands behind his neck. She felt the changes in his body and the increasingly hot breath beside her ears. She blushed and said," I can't…"

Jing Muchen acted as if he did not hear her. His thin lips moved downwards and buried themselves in her fragrant neck. His large hand could not help but dig into the hem of her clothes.