She slowly sat down against him, held his face, looked at Muzi tenderly for a while, leaned forward and gently pressed a kiss on his thin lips, and whispered against his forehead.
, "How could it be a dream? Aren't we in front of each other properly?"
"But..." You haven't recognized me yet. Mu Zi opened his lips, but didn't know what to say.
"No buts." Qiucao was really not used to Mu Zi with a sad expression on his face, so she kissed him again, her shallow breaths brushing against his face, "We will always be together."
"Yes." He held the back of her head with his big palm, pressed it against him, and fed his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss.
The two of them stayed together and kissed each other. After a while, they separated and looked at each other breathlessly.[
Mu Zi moved his hands, held her blushing face, tilted his head and pressed a light kiss on her forehead, then moved down, kissed her eyelids, slid to the red left earlobe, took it in his mouth and sucked gently
, and then kissed her softly along the cheek, covering her delicate red lips.
Qiucao's whole body trembled from his kiss, and she could only sit weakly on her crossed legs and closed her eyes slightly.
Mu Zi groaned, his big palm slipped in from the torn skirt of her clothes, held the delicate and plump bump in front of her face, and caressed it gently.
The sudden contact of the skin with the cold air, and the hard bulging thing touching the ground under her buttocks, made Qiucao's head suddenly wake up, she put her hands on his chest to push him away, "Son... no... this is a restaurant...
"And they're still sitting on the ground...
Muzi stopped kissing her and looked at her with slightly confused black eyes, with a hint of uncertainty about the future in his eyes.
Seeing that Qiucao was helpless to resist, Qiucao had no choice but to withdraw her delicate hand from his chest.
Seeing the opportunity, Mu Zi immediately took off his clothes and spread them on the carpet. Then he put her down, raised her skirt, took off her trousers, untied his belt, and picked up her snow-white and rich girl.
Her elastic hips allowed her slender thighs to hold her waist.
His eyes never left her face, and his movements below him didn't stop either. He pressed his hardness against her tenderness, rubbed it gently a few times, and then entered slowly.