Shi Lingyan groaned softly.
Unable to resist, his body leaned against hers, circling her arms around her as effortlessly as if he were embracing a rag doll.
Then, he carried her toward the bed.
His fiery kisses, filled with long-missed passion, revealed that Shi Lingyan had missed her countless times in less than a month.
Shi Mei was no different, reciprocating his enthusiasm; she slightly tilted her face upward to bear his wild and fierce energy, her palms subtly pressing and rubbing.
Shi Lingyan couldn't hold back anymore. He gasped for air and huskily warned, "Don't cry later!"
Shi Mei chuckled softly, "Oh, intending to make me cry? That forceful, huh?"
Shi Lingyan laughed angrily, pushed her to the head of the bed, and within moments, swiftly removed her clothes.
Shi Mei moaned softly, twisting and turning, igniting his sensitive nerves. Seductively like a bewitching fairy, she softly said, "Trying to make me cry like this? Hehe~"
