He stretched out his long, soft tongue, took the initiative to wrap it around hers, and stirred it, tasting her sweet body fluids, enjoying it endlessly.
His kiss was hot and crazy, and hers was passionate and trembling, but she was so tender and tender that she could make him throb like he had never felt before.
Luo Xichen knew that he was extremely dependent on Wan Qing, not only mentally but also physically. He knew that it was love|desire.
His body only feels because of her, his kisses, his tenderness, and his love only exist for her.
"Xi Chen..." He had never kissed her so passionately as he did today. Wan Qing's body trembled slightly as he pressed her lips against hers, and she couldn't help calling his name.
"Wan Qing." He called her name softly, as softly as if he was talking in sleep, and his voice was extremely sexy, with a bewitching aura.
Luo Xichen hugged Su Wanqing tighter, and could clearly feel her trembling, as well as her attractive and soft body under a thin layer of fabric.
Being so close, he could clearly smell the clear and sweet body fragrance coming from her body, each strand after strand, tempting him to pick it up.
Ice blue eyes stared greedily at her cherry-red cheeks, and her eyes that made people unable to look away once they looked into them.
The surging heat hit Luo Xichen's mind, burning his reason. He felt that his body was getting tighter and hotter.
With the last trace of rationality, Luo Xichen closed his eyes with some despair, the expression on his face was one of ecstasy and pain, immersed in this beautiful torment that was half sea water and half fire.
Sensing that the kiss had stopped, Su Wanqing, who was blushing, stopped in surprise. He had never stopped during the most intense moment of a kiss. Often, at this time, he would only become more wild.
"Xichen, what's wrong with you?"
Luo Xichen opened his eyes, but only once, and quickly closed them again. Why, at this time, she still looked at him with such innocent eyes, which made him feel uncontrollably filled with guilt.
"Nothing." Luo Xichen let out a long sigh, a wrinkle formed between his eyebrows, and put his right hand on his forehead.
Su Wanqing looked at him and felt a little worried, thinking that he was in a bad mood. Was he unhappy when they kissed just now?
Then, she saw Luo Xichen stand up and walk towards the floor-to-ceiling window without even looking at her.
"Xichen?" Su Wanqing called out tentatively again.
However, she did not receive a response. Luo Xichen stood alone, lifted the curtains, opened the windows, and let the cool summer wind blow over his overheated body.
However, when Su Wanqing looked at it, all of this took on a different flavor.
His back was so stiff, with an indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away. Did he...hate the kiss just now, or did he hate himself?
This thought made Su Wanqing's heart throb so hard that she couldn't breathe in pain. She stood up and took a few steps in Luo Xichen's direction.
"Don't come over!" Without turning around, Luo Xichen suddenly let out a sharp roar.
Su Wanqing was startled and stopped in her tracks. He had never yelled at himself like this...
"Why?" Her voice sounded very aggrieved, with a hint of pleading.