Overcome with emotion, Qiu Mingyan paused and couldn't help but lean forward, pressing Feng Chengyue onto the bed.
Blocking her lips, he parted the soft edges, gently exploring and kissing.
Her teeth were lightly brushed by him, and her mouth deeply explored.
Qiu Mingyan kissed deeply, and as he did, he couldn't help but slide his large hand under the edge of her shirt, roaming over her body.
The force that held her was so strong that it made her feel as if her waist might break.
Qiu Mingyan's passion was deeply hidden; perhaps every man, no matter what, harbors a beast within—Feng Chengjin like a lion, He Qimo like a wolf, Liang Yichao like a leopard, and Qiu Mingyan like a horse.
Appearing docile and harmless, yet compared to endurance and stamina, he could make Feng Chengyue blush.
And to Qiu Mingyan, how could he not be touched by such a Feng Chengyue?
Before long, Feng Chengyue's buttons were all undone by Qiu Mingyan.
