Sweet, soft and creamy.

The touch kept him hooked as always.

The temperature on his lips, with his unique hormonal breath, made Meng Yi'er's eyelashes tremble slightly.

The taste of kissing seems to be ...... Good.

Unlike before, for the first time, she felt that she did not reject his kiss, the corners of her lips rose slightly, and she let him kiss in a daze.

Feeling his increasingly hot breath, hot breathing, Meng Yi'er's heart trembled violently and looked at him nervously.

"Yan ......"

Meng Yi'er was about to speak, but he took the opportunity to pry open her teeth domineeringly, and the tip of his dexterous tongue broke into her mouth, driving all the way in, and began to wander between her lips and teeth wantonly.

His kiss was suddenly passionate, and his lips and tongue raged in her mouth, with a strong desire, as if an electric current gradually swept over all four limbs.

The strange feeling from her body brought Meng Yi'er back to her senses, she opened her eyes in horror, and reached out to push him away, but her slender wrists were tightly clasped by the man and placed on the sides of her body.

His enthusiasm made Meng Yier a little scared, and she began to struggle, but she couldn't break free from the man's grip.

His kisses were so domineering and passionate that he wouldn't even give her a chance to breathe.

Meng Yier felt that her limbs were gradually weakening, so she had to give up struggling.

It wasn't until she felt that the air in her chest was being pulled out little by little, and it seemed that she might lose her breath at any time, that Yan Yichen slowly let go of her.

Finally got the space, Meng Yi'er clutched the clothes on his chest tightly, breathing heavily, her cheeks were crimson, and her starry eyes were stained with a bit of misty mist.

His ravaged lips were slightly red and swollen, glowing with seductive water.

He pressed against her forehead, and the sound of the two people's messy, burning breaths entangled, fused, and then penetrated deep into each other's bodies with the breath.

The man suddenly gasped and spoke, his voice so low and hoarse that he could barely be heard.

"You like me!?"

It seems to be a question, and it seems to be an affirmation.

Meng Yi'er didn't speak, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she lowered her head shyly.

Now that she recognizes her feelings, she doesn't want to deny it.

Yan Yichen clearly saw the shyness of the little woman she revealed, and a faint flash of light flashed in her deep eyes.

He could feel the change she had made in him, and he knew that this was love.

It's just that what he's worried about is that this little fool won't be aware of his feelings.

So, this sentence is his temptation to her.

This time she didn't deny it.

He knew that he had finally waited for her.

Yan Yichen's heart suddenly became hot, and his dark and deep eyes unconsciously glowed with moisture.

He lifted her small and delicate chin and made her face himself, her smart eyes with a hint of misty, looking at the handsome man in front of him like a god.

The delicate soft lips opened slightly, and the sweet breath sprinkled on his face.

Yan Yichen's dark eyes darkened again.

"We ......"

Before the two words could be settled, the man bowed his head again and kissed the soft red lips he coveted.

This time, his kiss was deeper and fiery.

He kissed hard, and the long arm around her waist rubbed harder and harder into his arms.

I can't wait to carve her into his blood.

Meng Yi'er was once again startled by this sudden kiss, and was stunned for a while, but her body instinctively clinged to the man's body.

The sound of rapid and messy breathing entangled between the two people, and it was very clear in this quiet room.

After a long time, Yan Yichen reluctantly let go of her.