Thousand Chance Kill

This kiss.

It was so intimate.

Zhao Shuning raised her hands.

Yan Ruyu hugged her.

Zhao Shuning only felt her body twirl in the air, but her lips weren't parted at all.

Zhao Shuning leaned against the wall.

Yan Ruyu put her down.

Then, Yan Ruyu, whose hands had been freed, put his hand on Zhao Shuning's waist.

Zhao Shuning was secretly delighted.

Had he succeeded in luring her this time?

Yan Ruyu suddenly exerted force, causing Zhao Shuning to retreat in pain. However, she had no place to hide due to the wall behind her.

At this moment, Yan Ruyu's body had already pressed down.

Such a heavy body.

It stood in front of Zhao Shuning, blocking her way.

Zhao Shuning blushed.

She didn't want to run. But it was also his first time, so he didn't know what to do.