Li Jingjing lay on top of Zhang Fan, greedily capturing his scent and exploring every inch of him.
Zhang Fan turned the tables, increasing the pressure on her and holding her even tighter. He raised one hand to land on her breast, but Li Jingjing suddenly looked up.
"Huff—" Just as she was about to suffocate, Li Jingjing took a deep breath.
Zhang Fan looked at Li Jingjing's misty eyes, which were covered with a layer of water mist, her face flushed, and fine beads of sweat seeping from the tip of her nose.
Her small mouth was slightly open, and her lips were slightly swollen, like a ripe cherry that was tempting to be picked, making one want to kiss it.
Zhang Fan gently pinched Li Jingjing's chin, forcing her to tilt her head back, and then kissed her.
As they kissed, Zhang Fan suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are your breasts fake?"
Li Jingjing continued the deep kiss, her eyes closed in enjoyment, her voice trembling slightly, filled with shyness: "You rascal."
As she spoke, she took Zhang Fan's hand and placed it on her breasts.
It turned out that the bra was thicker, and the stuff inside was real, but it was smaller than Bai Rou'er's, and it had a different feel to it.
Li Jingjing's breathing grew heavier and heavier, her whole body went limp, and her eyes were wet: "Zhang Fan, I want you."
Zhang Fan: "Do you know what you're saying?"
"I want you, I like you, I'm afraid of losing you, I'm afraid to get close to you, but I'm not going to lie to myself anymore, I like you!"
She had always
Those loving eyes gazed tenderly at Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan did not answer. He pulled out Li Jingjing's hairpin, and her silky, magical hair flowed out. His calloused fingertips gently caressed her hair as he tilted his head back and gently sucked on the nape of Li Jingjing's neck.
Li Jingjing straddled Zhang Fan with her legs apart, her eyes glazed over, seemingly lost in immense pleasure, her cheeks flushed with joy.
Her waist-length hair swayed back and forth on her slender waist with her movements, and her two legs, though straight, were able to wrap tightly around Zhang Fan's waist.
...
The two lay naked on the grass, giving off a sense of returning to nature.
Li Jingjing lay on Zhang Fan's arm, her eyelids so heavy she couldn't open them, and she didn't want to move at all.
As the sun was about to set, Li Jingjing finally woke up.
She suddenly realized, "Oh no! I'm going to get a real scolding when I get home."
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