She grasped his strong arm and softly asked, "What's wrong?"
The man kissed her face and said in a husky, seductive voice, "Xinlan, I want you, I want you now..."
Such direct and passionate words made Lin Xinlan's cheeks flush red.
"You... hmm..."
As soon as she started speaking, he firmly sealed her lips.
His kiss, like his body temperature, was scorching, causing her own temperature to rise.
Rong Shaoze turned her around to kiss her face-to-face.
His hand caressed her soft waist, kneading it gently, Lin Xinlan holding onto his neck, shyly responding to him.
She could sense Rong Shaoze's desire, his deep inner longing for her.
The man gently pressed her body down, his scorching physique clinging to hers, his burning lips and tongue lingered on her smooth, white skin.
"Xinlan... you're so beautiful..." Rong Shaoze caressed her body, marveling at its soft, delicate feel.
She had already given birth to two children, yet her figure was excellent, unchanged and unshaped.
