The desire in his long, phoenix eyes was like a blazing fire.
She instinctively felt a bit nervous and knowingly asked, "What?"
Huo Jingting didn't answer her; his heated palm slid down her slender waist.
They were both leaning against the back of the sofa, and Gu Nanqiao struggled to support her body, thinking of pushing him away, but he suddenly pulled her into his embrace.
Huo Jingting tossed her entire body onto the soft and comfortable sofa; she sank deep into it, and he immediately pressed down on her.
He locked her hands, threading his fingers between hers.
Gu Nanqiao saw his Adam's apple move up and down incessantly, felt his lips and tongue trail kisses from her brows downward, lingering on her lips, entangled and tender.
Tonight, Huo Jingting was surprisingly patient, his cool fingertips continuously stroking her leg, deliberately teasing.
He bit her lip corner, the lust from Tandi veiling the previous coldness.
