"Qin'er..." Feng Ruohen murmured in her ear, untied her belt, and slid his big palm in...
Constantly exploring and caressing her soft and silky skin, no one has ever made him lose control like this, making him want to possess her deeply.
Until the hand was wrapped around the fullness of her chest...
"No... no!" Qin'er regained her clarity! Her eyes, which were covered with a layer of frost, suddenly became bright!
Shocked and confused!
What is she doing? What are they doing?
This can't be done...
Feng Ruohen didn't notice it at all and kissed her snow-white neck passionately, gradually moving downwards.
Unknowingly, most of her clothes had taken off, and he was pressing on her, with his hot body lingering lingeringly. She even felt the sudden reflection of his body...
Qin'er was frightened. She pushed herself up and stepped back repeatedly. Before she could make a sound, he grabbed her back with his big hands. He came closer and sealed her lips, unknowingly aggravating the plunder.
How is she his opponent...
In a panic, Qin'er shook her head to avoid his passionate kiss, but his hot body pressed against her tightly, as if he wanted to squeeze her and crush her.
She had never seen Feng Ruohen like this before. She thought he would only remain silent, and then she suddenly realized that he had revealed her identity. He had been restraining his feelings towards her...
His enlarged face was tinged with lust in her frightened eyes, and the hot male breath was constantly spraying on her face.
This made her almost lose herself in her consciousness several times. His hands were like flames, constantly stirring up fatal desire on her body.
If this continues...she will lose herself.
"No..." Qin'er squeezed out the words through her teeth, begging him intermittently with a trembling voice, "No... please..."
Even though she knew that she was nothing without Feng Ruohen, but now, tonight, at this moment, she couldn't give herself to him...
Stop suddenly!
Feng Ruohen's dark eyes, which seemed to make people sink, contained her panic.
No matter how much trouble she made in the past, even if he indulged her and tolerated her silently, he had never stared at her with eyes like this tonight.
It's not an inquiry, it's not a question, it's not a cold look, it's the way a man looks at a woman.