When Qiao Yunchuan first kissed her, he was still a little inexperienced, but now his kissing skills are already superb.
As soon as the girl finished speaking, he took the initiative and kissed her.
Fu Sang was held in his arms, her lips moistened by his kisses.
After the boy kissed her, he pried open her teeth, wrapped his tongue around her soft tongue tip, and sucked hard on her sweetness.
Fu Sang, still half-asleep, hooked her arms around his neck, letting him dab the sandalwood lipstick all over him.
The two kissed passionately, their love as tender and intertwined as swans entwining their necks.
After a while.
Only then did Qiao Yunchuan release her, allowing her to breathe fresh air, panting.
Fu Sang's lips were slightly parted, and his shimmering eyes were filled with joy.
Qiao Yunchuan leaned over and kissed her lips, his golden eyes slightly aggressive.
Fu Sang immediately understood what he wanted to do.
But this is outside! What can we do in broad daylight?
After my little darling started eating solid food, every time she was subjected to such intense pleasures, she was thoroughly exhausted and on the verge of death.
"Yun Chuan~" Fu Sang's fair and beautiful cheeks flushed red as she nuzzled his neck affectionately and said, "I'm still feeling a little unwell."
Qiao Yunchuan was slightly taken aback, then showed an apologetic expression.
It's all my fault.
He looked at her intently.
"Should we apply some medicine there?"
Fu Sang felt his face burning, his mind went blank, and he stammered, "No, it's not necessary."
...The level of embarrassment is off the charts.
Qiao Yunchuan pulled her up to sit up and rubbed her fair arms.
Are you tired?
Fu Sang stretched and said, "A little bit."
I just had a blast at Songkran, and afterwards I'm exhausted and sore.
Qiao Yunchuan squatted down and turned to look at her.
"Come on my back."
A joyful smile appeared on Fu Sang's face as he asked, "You're going to carry me home?"
Whether it was the boy's words and actions that were so delightful, or the flowers planted here that were so fragrant, Fu Sang felt her heart enveloped in a rich sweetness.
She leaned against the boy's seemingly thin back and whispered in his ear, "Okay."
Qiao Yunchuan easily carried the girl on his back and walked forward step by step.
The girl was too light; it felt like she weighed nothing on his back.
Qiao Yunchuan thought to himself, "When I get back, I'll definitely fatten her up."
Because Fu Sang was being carried on his back, he couldn't hear the boy's thoughts, so he could only rest with his eyes half-closed.
About half an hour later.
Qiao Yunchuan entered the house, carefully placed the girl on the bed, and pulled a thin blanket over her.
After he finished doing all that, he sat down by the bed.
A moment later, he stretched out his slender, white fingers and gently stroked the girl's fair cheek.
Actually, he had his own ulterior motives for bringing the girl here.
Although he did not join the assassin organization voluntarily, his hands were already stained with blood, having ended the lives of many important figures in foreign political and business circles.
The sins he carried were as deep as quagmire.
No matter how powerful an individual is, they cannot fight against a nation.
Only in this place, a place where no country can control, can one be as free as a bird outside a cage.
There's no need to worry about being arrested; as long as you're strong enough, you'll be safe.
Countless times, he wanted to ask.
Huanxin, would you stay here for me?
But he couldn't bring himself to ask.
His baby will return to the country of his birth sooner or later.
She has friends and family.
He is not the only one.
Even though there are several ways to make her forget the past, he is the only one in her life.
But how could he bear to do it?
The boy buried his head in the girl's neck and closed his eyes as if he were drowning in it.
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