Shi Yang's face seemed a little ethereal under the cover of night, his bright eyes appeared almost unreal when he was emotionally moved. He leaned over and kissed Zhao Meimei, and a wave of warmth instantly melted her heart. She immediately responded with the most passionate and fervent kisses to Shi Yang.
Shi Yang reached out to zip down the entrance of the tent, completely sealing a private space that belonged only to the two of them.
The two of them clung to each other's bodies, touching and kissing with intensity, as if they could never get enough, deeply attached, lost in passion.
Zhao Meimei noticed that Shi Yang was particularly excited that night. His actions of holding her waist and grasping her wrist were a bit wild, as if something had been completely released, no longer willing to be suppressed.
