Intimacy

He Youran was speechless.

Lu Qingzhuo's men were too tactful and perceptive!

She wanted to cry out in pain.

What was going on!

Even if they had a marriage contract, the current development was too fast and ambiguous!

Lu Qingzhuo's expression changed as he leaned on He Youran.

He had already lost his ability to be a man, so his heart should be as still as water. But, as he looked at He Youran's nervous and confused little face beneath him, his cold and indifferent face was now flushed red, making him look more charming. Even his usually calm eyes seemed to have a layer of moving watery light appearing in his panic due to the sudden situation.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He felt that every part of his body that came into contact with He Youran was feverish and hot.

Even the important part of him that was next to He Youran's pubic bone felt like it was about to wake up.