Returning to the room, Shi Yu doesn't give Shen Cheng a chance to speak, directly kissing her small mouth with a rotating and lingering passion.
Shen Cheng has no room to resist, each time he forces a kiss, it seems she can only obediently submit.
"Hold me tight." Shi Yu whispers softly in Shen Cheng's ear, curling out her clove-like small tongue, gently sucking, entwined.
"Mmm…"
Shen Cheng lets out a low moan, involuntarily holding his neck tighter.
The moon is bright and the stars sparse, the stars twinkle like diamonds, the moon casts a mysterious veil, and the entire earth seems like an illusion yet real.
Tonight, is destined to be an ambiguous night.
Just past midnight, the two entwined on the bed reluctantly separate.
Because it's just about to be Shen Cheng's birthday, so Shi Yu restrained himself at the critical moment.
