Luo Qingman held his hand, which was still quite cold. She rubbed it again and said, "It's as cold as a popsicle."
Yan Huaiqing looked at her drooping eyebrows, held her hand and pulled her into his arms, "Sister, do you want to have a love relationship? With me."
His aura enveloped her, like a warm fire in winter. Luo Qingman raised her eyes and said, "Okay."
He put his arms around her waist and held her close, breathing in her scent deeply and feeling her presence.
"How long have you liked me?"
"It has been six years, three months and six days since I first saw you."
Luo Qingman's eyelashes trembled, "You are in love too early."
"How can a secret crush be considered puppy love? I can't talk about it alone."
“Was ‘Heartbeat’ written for me?”
"Yes, I wrote it for you." Yan Huaiqing let go of her a little, his eyes burning, "Can I kiss you?"
"Kiss."
Yan Huaiqing moved closer and gently kissed her on the forehead.
Luo Qingman blinked and kissed him on the lips, "Idiot."
He is quite innocent.
Feeling a soft touch on her lips, Yan Huai's eyes darkened as he stared at her.
"What's wrong?" Luo Qingman met his gaze, the corners of her eyes, which were already slightly upturned, curved even further, and her smile was bewitching and seductive.
She hooked him.
Yan Huaiqing suddenly grabbed the back of her head, kissed her lips, and bit and sucked her lips. His breathing gradually became rapid and hot.
He clasped her waist with his other hand, and using a little strength, pressed her into his arms, wishing he could embed her into his body.
The softness on her lips and the tingling sensation of touching them spread to her heart and then flowed to every part of her body. Yan Huaiqing suppressed the urge to tremble and pressed his lips against hers. The kiss gradually became less awkward.
The hand that was supporting the back of her head began to move, gently pinching her chin, causing her lips to open involuntarily.
He pushed open her teeth and penetrated without much effort. He hooked her into a deep kiss, his eyes becoming even hotter and darker.
“Hmm…Hmm…”
The docile sheep turned into an extremely aggressive wolf. Luo Qingman's eyes trembled, and her fingers clenched his sleeves. Her tense body gradually softened, tears welled up in her eyes, and the corners of her eyes turned red. In the end, she could only cling to him weakly.
Yan Huaiqing hugged her tightly, and when she was a little breathless, he moved away a little, kissed her gently on the lips, lowered his eyes to look at her slightly open lips, and pressed lightly on her lips with his fingertips.
Some of the frozen hands have now become warm enough to make people's hearts burn.
Her moist eyes were softened by the water, making them more alluring than usual.
His slightly hot breath fell on her cheek. Luo Qingman's eyelashes trembled and the fingers that were holding his sleeve loosened.
When she looked up at him, Yan Huaiqing kissed her again, robbing her of her breath and seducing her to sink into him.
A six-year long-cherished wish finally came true today.
It was unknown how long it had been before Luo Qingman pulled his sleeve in protest.
Yan Huaiqing stepped back, kissed the corner of her lips, gently stroked her back to help her calm down, looked at her moist eyes, and couldn't help but kiss the corner of her eye again.
"Sister, do you like it?" he asked in a hoarse voice, his voice unstable after a passionate kiss.
Luo Qingman blinked, and her vision gradually became clear. She lay weakly in his arms and calmed her breathing.
He kissed her for too long, his legs became weak, his brain was deprived of oxygen, and he felt dizzy.
Yan Huaiqing picked her up, put her on the sofa, leaned over, stared at her, and couldn't help but kiss the corner of her lips again.
"Sister, do you like me kissing you?" he asked again.
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