Rong Yu looked at Gu Qingchen’s adorable appearance and suddenly felt that there was no need to endure any longer. Why must his own wife endure.
It was better to act than to be moved.
While Gu Qingchen was still debating whether her face was red or not, Rong Yu had already pressed his entire body down. Gu Qingchen only felt that the space suddenly became much smaller.
Then, an overwhelming, hot and tempting kiss swept over.
At first, Gu Qingchen felt embarrassed and worried, but in the end, she couldn’t care less.
She ignored herself and continued to explore until both of their breaths started to become unstable. When Gu Qingchen opened her eyes, she saw Rong Yu’s fiery eyes.
Gu Qingchen was lying on the car seat and Rong Yu was on top of her.
“Although the soup is delicious, it’s still not as delicious as my wife.”
