Very soon later, his mouth was filled with her sweetness.
Lu Yan, I love you.
She had said, "Lu Yan, I love you."
Lu Yan knitted his brows. The bun, which was half-eaten, dropped from his hand onto the floor. His heart was saying, 'An'an, I love you too.'
As he held her svelte waist with his two hands, he knew that he wanted her now. It would be an easy feat.
He knew it in his mind.
He wanted to get intimate with her.
At this moment, his tall and handsome body suddenly trembled. F*ck, his drug addiction was acting up again.
Opening his eyes, he pushed away the girl in his arms.
An'an was forced to leave his thin lips. His lips were glistening from her wet kisses. "Ah Yan…"
She called him so tenderly.
