• He regarded Qiu Han as a Muse, and kissed her legs devoutly.
• Eyes closed, eyelashes trembling slowly, casting beautiful silhouettes.
• He teased Qiu Han.
• Open your eyes, your eyes are full of fire.
• Qiu Han was still as cold as a mountain snow lotus, and the temperament of her whole body was incompatible with this ambiguous and sexy scene, but it was strangely harmonious.
• Her indifferent eyes contained an unknown emotion.
• Zhu Zhengting met the beautiful black eyes, his body trembled, and then, in his slightly hoarse voice, said:
• 

  zhuzhengting

  Qiu Qiu... I think...
• Halfway through the conversation, a jade-white finger was on his lips, cold and cold, mixed with a faint fragrance...
• Zhu Zhengting moved his lips, rubbed the finger, his expression was satisfied and greedy, and then stuck out his tongue and touched it lightly.
• Qiu Han sat in a chair and looked down at him like a Muse in the sky, looking down at her subjects.
• Her red lips were plump and perfect, slowly and lightly opened, and a cool euphemism came from them:
• 

  qiuhan

  Have you thought about it? There is no turning back.
• Zhu Zhengting blinked his eyelashes, Qiu Han's words made her eyes dyed with great joy, he couldn't wait to nod and answered her words with action.
• He held Qiu Han's fingers in his mouth, staring at her...
• Qiu Han's brows stretched as if he sighed.
• Then, she gradually leaned over, pinched Zhu Zhengting's chin with her fingers, and met his eyes.
• His eyes were fiery and full of love that could not be ignored.
• Qiu Han swept his lips and lowered his head to kiss.
• 

  zhuzhengting

  Well...
• Zhu Zhengting's eyes widened, and suddenly his nose was sore, and a drop of hot tears rolled out of his eyes.
• At this moment, his hands were shaking.
• The tip of her nose lingered with the scent of her body, full of fragrance and a sense of security.
• She was kissing his lips.
• It was the tenderness he had never had by her side.
• Now, he got it.
• Zhu Zhengting's heart was shaking.
• It was a surprise that fell from the sky.
• It was the most satisfying gift he had ever received.
• Qiu Han felt the cold on his face, reached out and wiped his tears, she let go of his lips and said:
• 

  qiuhan

  Don't get distracted while kissing.
• She is domineering.
• She is strong.
• Zhu Zhengting moved his lips, and before he could answer, he was kissed again.
• This time, he wasn't distracted.
• His arms wrapped around her waist and hugged her tightly.
• Respond to her with his enthusiasm.
• The clothes gradually peeled off from his body and scattered all over the place. Under the blurred night outside the window, the two figures on the snow-white bed were tightly intertwined.
• One night of passion.
• Zhu Zhengting got the result he wanted as he wished, and smiled happily.
• 

  zhuzhengting

  So can I go to your company now?
• He reclined on the bed, propped up his chin, smiled and looked at Qiu Han, and said his purpose.
• Qiu Han was helpless, he still remembered this.
• 

  qiuhan

  You are welcome anytime.
• Zhu Zhengting was very happy, he rolled happily on the bed holding the quilt.
• 

  zhuzhengting

  Qiuqiu, I love you so much.
• His body was full of her traces, and Zhu Zhengting deliberately did not cover it up with a quilt. These marks were imprinted on his heart.
• If only she could do the same to herself in the future.
• But don't rush it...
• 

  qiuhan

  Yes.
• Qiu Han responded lightly.
• Zhu Zhengting was happier.
• Because, finally got a response...
• Next Chapter