"Mmm…" Mu Yin blissfully accepted his kiss.
She even took the initiative to meet him halfway.
Now she was in an unconscious state, only able to act according to her innermost instincts.
The clear, cool breath of the man beside her carried a strong scent of alcohol, filled with the smell of hormones, making her unable to resist drawing closer, even wanting to give him more.
In an instant, the long-held knots inside her seemed to vanish without a trace.
Only hating that she couldn't be pampered to the very marrow of her bones.
Soon, Mu Yin was kissed until she became soft in his arms.
Bo Fengheng, suppressing the reaction of his body, hastily picked her up, hurrying towards the room upstairs.
"Where are you taking me?" Mu Yin exclaimed in surprise, her slender, snowy arms wrapped around his neck, squinting her moist eyes, she asked groggily.
