Song Yansheng previously mentioned that the two of them hadn't done it on the sofa yet.
At that time, Shi Nuan knew she probably couldn't avoid it tonight.
After a long, heated kiss, Shi Nuan's mind was fuzzy, and her lips and tongue started to feel a bit numb.
The man's kisses had already wandered from her lips to her ears, then from her ears all the way down to her neck.
At the same time, a large hand slipped under her clothes, fingers wandering like a flexible snake, weaving and hovering as it plunged in.
Shi Nuan's body involuntarily shuddered, biting her lips to stifle her moans, but her breath increasingly heavy, was beyond her control.
Her skin felt really nice, soft and smooth like tofu.
And she, as a whole, was tender enough to stir his heart, making it hard for him to hold back...
As he kissed her intimately, he would occasionally murmur her name...
His voice was magnetic and enchanting, making her whole body itch uncontrollably...
