Feed the Little Leopard, Feed the Little Leopard

Rong Mo's absolutely domineering kiss, after forcefully pushing away the naughty Junior Leopard's lips and teeth, went in with a posture that allowed no resistance, wantonly and demanding.

"Oh…"

At first, Ye Qianli tried to struggle, but Rong Mo's attack was too overbearing. He did not give her any time to breathe or struggle. She could only endure it.

"Woo…"

However, Ye Qianli felt even more wronged after being invaded by the familiar snow-white aura. Even though her head was dizzy from the kiss, her heart was aching instinctively. It was very, very sour…

It was so sour that her eyes started to heat up, and her breathing naturally became a little off. Her nasal voice became heavy, and Rong Mo, who sensed it, slowed down and stopped…