Yan Ranran's hands clenched tightly again and again, and finally gradually relaxed. Since the play had begun, she was not allowed to give up halfway.

Yan Ranran tried her best to suppress her emotions, not responding but not rejecting either. She just let him kiss her, imagining that she was just kissing a pig.

But An Yunluo seemed to have read her thoughts, and deliberately changed the method, wrapping his tongue around her lilac uvula, sucking and twisting it, tasting any part of her mouth bit by bit, his movements were extremely slow, and he could even clearly

Hearing the clicking sounds of the two people's lips and tongues intertwined, he was extremely depressed.

An Yunluo did not hold her tightly, nor did he imprison her. He even narrowed his black eyes slightly, his gaze lingering on her face, as if teasing or testing.

This deep French kiss really made Yan Ranran feel that her scalp was numb, her hands and feet were weak, and there was a faint feeling of nausea in her chest. She wanted to push An Yunluo away and kick him a few more times.

In fact, as long as she wants to push, she can definitely push An Yunluo away at this moment, but she also knows that An Yunluo doesn't believe that she is testing him at all, so he deliberately kisses her like this. If she has any inappropriate behavior

, this plan will fail again.

Yan Ranran... endure!!! endure! endure!

But...she really couldn't help it!

Yan Ranran's eyes suddenly opened, and she put her hands on his chest. Just when An Yunluo thought she couldn't help but push him away, her hands suddenly grabbed his collar again without pushing.

Being away, on the contrary, brought him closer.

At this moment, An Yunluo was really stunned.

Yan Ranran was no longer passive and took the initiative to open her lips in response to his kiss. She imitated An Yunluo's movements and wrapped her tongue around him, tangled randomly.

As the saying goes, if you want the drama to be real, you have to get into it. If she wants to deceive An Yunluo, she must first deceive herself. She closes her eyes tightly and imagines the man in front of her.

Becoming her male god, imagining his handsome silhouette, imagining his gentle voice, imagining his voice and smile, Yan Ranran seemed to be bewitched by herself bit by bit, and she gradually kissed him softly and lingeringly.

Her cheeks gradually turned red, her eyebrows were slightly curved, and Yan Ranran's little hands seemed to be slightly clenched, giving her a rather emotional look. She was so involved, as if the person in front of her was really the man she loved.

It was not the first time that An Yunluo was kissed by a woman, but it was the first time for a woman to kiss him so badly and yet be so devoted to him.

Yan Ranran had no kissing skills at all, she was just like a headless fly running around, but it was her unstructured kiss that aroused his desire.

All the women kissed him with more or less ambition and desire, either loving his money or greedy for his people.

At this moment, Yan Ranran was kissing him so religiously. Although it was awkward, it made people feel a real feeling.

It has to be said that An Yunluo seemed to have had a delusion for a moment.

Yan Ranran is not acting, is she sincere?

Do you really want to date him?

An unknown undercurrent flashed across An Yunluo's black eyes, and the corners of her lips slowly curled up, but there was a sense of ridicule.

Is he really looking down on Yan Ranran? In fact, she is no different from other women? Everything he did before was as he expected, but he still welcomed her when he wanted to refuse her?
Chapter completed!