While Zeng Xiaoqian was struggling fiercely in his mind, Qiu Yayang in his arms became more active, embracing Zeng Xiaoqian's neck directly and kissing his lips incessantly.

Qiu Yayang's action is like splashing a ladle of water in a hot oil pan. In the face of the tempting and enthusiastic Qiu Yayang, Zeng Xiaoqian can no longer hold on to her, and she is directly hugged by a roar.

Subsequent events took place in a logical way. When Zeng Xiaoqian entered, Qiu Yayang groaned bitterly. Looking at Qiu Yayang's painful expression, and reminding me that her kissing skills were so green and astringent, Zeng Xiaoqian immediately stared at her eyes,...