It was a sweet color that appeared after peaches, vermilion, and plums were ripe.
The image of Yin Huaixi pressing her against the kitchen table and kissing her appeared in his mind again. His majestic body was as rugged as a mountain and as turbulent as the sea.
It was as if the rugged mountains stretched on and on.
It was as if waves surged in the sea.
The rashness that assaulted her face made her panic. She placed her arms on the kitchen table and bent her back repeatedly. Later, she leaned against the kitchen table and raised her face, looking completely inviting.
Next, it was unstoppable.
Yin Huaixi had never been so rash.
His breath was shockingly hot, as if it was on fire. The hot air he exhaled hit her face, as if there were sparks, with a burning heat.
She did not understand how a person's body temperature could be as hot as fire?!
She was a little afraid.
In a daze, he let go of her lips.
