Slow or fast

Answer him, take the initiative...

For some reason, not only did Xia Xiaoling not feel relieved, she even had a bad premonition.

However, in order to stay, she would not refuse today, no matter if it meant letting her live or die.

With a cold heart, she stood up as if she was fawning on him, and lightly sucked his lips as if she was rewarding him.

For four years, she had tried to do this every time before she fell asleep.

He wanted to hug him, kiss him, and then cuddle up in his arms and sleep comfortably until dawn. It was just that she hadn't had a chance in nine years. Until today, until now, this person's lips, this person's aura, had all been hers …

His heart was filled with happiness.

In just a second, she had fallen in love with this feeling. She couldn't help but move closer to him, but this time, just as her lips touched his, her mouth was filled with his pure masculinity.

Deep kiss, deep kiss...