Gu Qingxin moaned softly, her hands suddenly grasping that mischievous big hand, and she wanted to move her lips away from him.
But Beiming Han kissed her tightly, giving her no chance to evade.
Lips and teeth intertwined, Beiming Han patiently stirred her bath...
No matter how she tried to stop him, she couldn't prevent that mischievous big hand on her body.
Slowly, she felt so hot, an overwhelming emptiness attacked her, Gu Qingxin felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry, and waves of heat surged in her lower abdomen.
Beiming Han gazed at her flushed cheeks, his fingers gently caressing her, causing her to tremble uncontrollably; he knew she needed him now.
Beiming Han ceased to hesitate, deeply uniting with her.
Gu Qingxin cried out instantly, her small fists hitting his body, but Beiming Han ignored it completely, pinching her waist and starting fiercely.
