Although the boy was a novice, it seemed that men are naturally gifted in this area, so he quickly mastered the technique.
His tongue pried open the girl's cherry lips, plundering every bit of her sweetness.
The temperature in the ward instantly rose.
Especially Chongchong's cheeks, which were burning red.
But the good times didn't last long. Suddenly, there was a "bang" as the door to the ward was flung open.
A few parents stood dumbfounded, staring at the two who were kissing.
What was going on?
They just left for a moment, and how did their relationship undergo such a qualitative change?
Or rather,
Chongchong, who was immersed in the little lake of love, immediately woke up as if from a dream and instinctively exclaimed.
"We weren't kissing!"
Chenchen: "..."
Was there a need to be so conspicuous?
"We weren't experiencing young love either!"
"..."
What should be done when one's own wife cries foolishly? Waiting online!
