Shen Birong raised her cheek, feeling his blazing gaze, her face burning hot, her cherry-like lips slightly opened and closed, as if expressing her inner discomfort. Facing such a beautiful scene, Luo Chao couldn't endure it any longer, and suddenly lowered his head, kissing those two fresh and sweet cherry lips.
Soon, heavy male panting and the pleasant moaning of a woman echoed in the small room, resonating with the most primal melody of humanity—
The forbidden fruit of youth, thus Luo Chao had long had skin-to-skin contact with Shen Birong, but back then Shen Birong's figure was immature, certainly not as good as now, with a perky and full butt, a voluptuous 34C chest, a snake-like waist. Under such a figure, it further ignited Luo Chao's fiery passion.
