He Left the Capital

Wen Ruan naturally understood what Huo Hannian meant. Before he could finish his sentence, he took the initiative to kiss his sexy red lips.

Her sudden initiative caught him off guard.

His sexy Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his slender arms carried her up.

Even when the two of them fell on the bed, their lips did not separate.

Initially, Huo Hannian still had a shred of rationality. He remembered that this was the Wen Residence and Old Mrs. Wen did not like them sharing a room.

However, Wen Ruan had transformed into a little vixen and very soon, he lost all rationality.

As the temperature in the room rose, everything happened naturally.

There was only a dim yellow light in the room. Wen Ruan leaned into Huo Hannian's arms, her long black hair scattered over her shoulders, and her beautiful face was still flushed.