Yunxiang looked at his face gradually approaching, and his heart beat faster.

Cheng Che glared at her, his sharp throat rolling up and down. His heart was about to jump out, and the burning heat in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Cheng Che placed his fingertips on her lips. He lowered his eyelashes and gently stroked her warm lips with his fingertips.

Cheng Che raised his hands and clasped the back of her head, then moved closer to her and kissed her pink lips.

Yun Xiang's lips were very soft, and the moment he touched them he felt like he was electrocuted.

The two people's breaths were entangled together. Yun Xiang couldn't help but stand on tiptoe. She closed her eyes and slowly responded to his kiss.

The vows made at the age of seventeen or eighteen are too immature.

But he would love her, sincerely and passionately.

Cheng Che slowly let her go. Her eyes were blurry and her lips were even redder.

Cheng Che couldn't help but kiss her again. She kissed him so well. Her lips were so soft and her body smelled so good.

He always said that Yun Xiang was a little pervert, but in fact he was the real little pervert.

Yun Xiang looked at his face, her breathing rapid, her chest heaving. It was like secretly tasting a green plum, sour and astringent, but in the aftertaste, it was sweet.

Cheng Che hugged her tightly and kissed her lips again.

Kiss well enough.

She was his, anyway.

Yun Xiang was completely stunned.

Why isn't this guy done yet?

Her hand pinched his waist, "Cheng Che... well..."

I can't breathe.

Cheng Che's waist dodged for a moment, and his body rubbed against hers.

Yun Xiang's face suddenly turned red, and then she pushed him away.

No more kissing.

If you keep pampering your boyfriend, he will spoil you and become arrogant in the future.

Cheng Che felt aggrieved when his waist was pinched. He lowered his eyes and hugged her waist, his beautiful eyes full of affection.

He rolled his throat and said in a low voice, "Think about it, say it again, you like me."