Chen Yun had been holding back for a while. If not for the fact that putting up a fight with Xia Xue over Zhang Yang was beneath her, she would've done it long ago.
She had already thrown herself into Zhang Yang's arms, and now with just the two of them in the room, Chen Yun no longer wanted to restrain herself.
The next moment, Chen Yun forcefully pulled Zhang Yang's neck downward.
Their lips finally met.
Chen Yun was as passionate as ever, and Zhang Yang felt as if his tongue was being sucked in.
At the same time, Chen Yun's hands impatiently removed the only remaining garment on Zhang Yang's body.
Chen Yun didn't bother with modesty, directly grasping Zhang Yang's Big Baby.
In that instant, Chen Yun felt her heartbeat spiraling out of control.
It was like finding water after walking through a dry desert for so long.
That hand kept playing with the Big Baby, unwilling to let go.
