He wanted to confess everything to her so much. He did this because he cared about her, but he couldn't completely reveal the reason in front of her. If he didn't reveal it well, he would let her have sex with her.
Everything about the second sister has completely collapsed. Zhong Qing cares more about Zhong Xin, he can see that.
As she said, there was only one thing in this world that she cared about most, and he wanted to help her keep it.
Just, Zhong Xin.
Only Zhong Xin.
Yi Jian stretched out his hand, rubbing her cheek slowly with some tenderness and deep meaning, and then, little by little, he held her in his arms.
What an affectionate hug.
Zhongqing's whole body was locked into his arms by Yi Jian, his fingers gently pressed her head and placed them carefully on his chest.
This kind of hug reveals strong temptation everywhere.
"Zhongqing..." His tone was so gentle, as gentle as the world, and everyone fell into a trance: "...Be good, don't be angry..."
His fingers gently stroked her back, and bit by bit he comforted her deep into her heart.
He lowered his head, kissed her hair, licked her earlobes with his tongue, and wrapped his fingers around her plumpness. He tightened his strength slightly, and an ambiguous...uncontrollable desire...overflowed throughout her body.
Got up.
During this period of time, she had sex with him everywhere... love, love again and again... love, and her body, which had been used to him for a long time, became sensitive. Sometimes, when he just held her and didn't torment her,
She would wake up unbearably, rubbing her little head against his chest, humming and hinting at him. At that time, he would smile in a low voice, saying that she was a greedy kitten, and would press her down.
There was a burst of passionate kisses on her body, and then he fed her so much that she was exhausted and collapsed in his arms, as soft as a nest of spring water.
So, how could she withstand his teasing?
Now, she just felt a heat spreading endlessly in her heart.
She gasped and trembled, and her mind went blank.
She couldn't help but make a coquettish tone.
Her tone seemed to give him a hint, knowing that her body and consciousness had been surrendered by him.
Yi Jian couldn't wait to turn her head over, then lowered his head, bit her lips hard, entangled and rubbed them.