Mo Liancheng pulled Qu Tan'er up eagerly, letting her sit on him, even closer to himself.
Smelling the scent of her body, an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. It seemed as though he had done this many, many times before—it felt very familiar. And her scent, he liked it immensely. His hands, as if imbued with some kind of magic, roamed and lingered; and he, he was already very familiar with everything about her. She felt as if she were floating in gentle water, trembling uncontrollably.
After a while,
One large hand, somewhat impatient, tugged at her waistband, removing the clothes on her body!
The hollow in the tree wasn't large, fitting two people made it seem cramped.
"Chengcheng..." those eyes took on a certain hue.
A strangely wonderful sensation suddenly spread!
Drowning both their rationalities gradually...
As time passed, the two inside the hollow did not slow down.
It was like a volcanic eruption, uncontrollable once begun.
