Damn you! Go to hell!
Hua Hua felt awkward and anxious, desperately wanting to escape, so he bent one leg and tried not too gently to break free from Ling Yin, but was grabbed by the arm and forcefully pulled into an embrace. He roared arrogantly, "Let me go!"
Ling Yin looked at him deeply, "Are you sober now?"
He said it, yet didn't release him, nor did he stop his actions.
In each other's eyes, they reflected the image of the other, staring intently.
Like a confrontation, more like attraction, drowning deeper.
If it were a normal day, Hua Hua would have loved to pick up his phone and knock out the person in front, then run away. But at this moment, his body didn't struggle, as men are indeed creatures of sensation, indulging in pleasure for a while. Being played with skillfully by Ling Yin, his body was relaxed, experiencing a strange sensation that made him unwilling to stop.
After all, men are not women!
Not so pretentious!
Eagerly desiring enjoyment below the waist.
