Qiu Xingcai appeared so suddenly that Chen Xiaobei didn't have time to steady himself before she pinned him against the wall.
"Xiaobei! I—I love you! Kiss me, kiss me hard!"
With fragrant breath, Qiu Xingcai slid her entire tongue into Chen Xiaobei's mouth.
Chen Xiaobei didn't hesitate either. He wrapped an arm around Qiu Xingcai's slender waist and pulled her in, pressing her entire body against his chest. Thanks to her pole dancing, Qiu Xingcai's waist was not only slender but also incredibly firm. Through her thin shirt, Chen Xiaobei could even feel the defined lines of her abs.
This was a sensation that ordinary women like Yang Yun and Zhao Caixia could never provide. In an instant, Chen Xiaobei was hard. He boldly scooped up one of Qiu Xingcai's legs, letting her wrap it around his waist.
"Xiaobei, no, not here... Let's... let's go to the car!"
