It was a quiet night.
The surrounding neon lights illuminated the car as it continued to move forward.
The night was beautiful.
In the car that was enveloped by such a beautiful scenery, some passion was burning.
Tang Yaoyao felt that ye Heng was hugging her body rudely and kissing her lips.
He kissed her deeply and his big hand dragged the back of her head fiercely. It was very domineering.
She did not respond to him.
For some reason, she did not have any interest today. She did not even want to curry favor with him.
Between her breaths, it was as if there was only a deep fragrance lingering around her..
Ye Heng seemed to feel Tang Yaoyao’s indifference, and he became even more engrossed in the kiss. His other hand was also caressing her entire body irregularly. As he caressed, it seemed that something would happen.
Tang Yaoyao was actually somewhat resigned to her fate.
When she met Ye Heng, it was as if she could only resign herself to her fate.
