Lu Qingzhuo kissed He Youran passionately as his palm moved down and stopped just above her sensitive spots.
His hand didn't move but if he went down a little, it would be He Youran's sensitive stomach. If we up a little, it would be a pair of high rise chest.
He Youran moaned. She was gradually getting lost in this dangerous distance. Her legs lifted up unconsciously and hooked onto Lu Qingzhuo's waist.
Lu Qingzhuo's eyes narrowed. He seized the opportunity and changed positions placing his body between He Youran's two legs.
The scorching part of his body stuck closely to her. Although it was still sleeping, its size was undeniable.
He Youran's eyes slowly flowed with a layer of watery light.
"Youran…"
Lu Qingzhuo felt his entire was burning when she looked at him like that. He was burning so much that he wanted more, more.
