She looked at her dark eyes in shock and fell into shock.
The lights in the corridor were dim, Ling Ang turned his back to the light, and his deep eyes were like black crystals, full of indescribable undercurrents.
He held the back of her head with one hand and put the other on her waist with the other, and his lips were tightly pressing against her lips and tongue.
His plump lips were so hot, as hot as a soldering iron, burning every nerve on her lips tightly. The force was also very intense, as if he wanted to press her lips into juice.
Last time his kiss was very gentle, like a gentle breeze and drizzle, gently touching it. But this time it was very heavy, as if he treated her lips as ripe cherries and wanted to suck out honey.
She wanted to resist and made a sound to express her rejection, but all the sounds were put into his mouth and turned into deep sucking and sucking.
A panting breath flowed in the hazy corridor of the lamp-movie. Her face flushed due to poor breathing and sweat appeared on her forehead.
But he did not ease his request for her. His long tongue could not refuse to penetrate her lips, pressing her lilac tongue, and plundering her with a bit of pity.
He whispered affectionately, his tongue wandering freely in her mouth, sweeping through every corner of her mouth.
A series of smooth and sucking, like flowing water, repeatedly entangled between her lips and teeth. She was sucked without any resistance and was trapped in shame and trembling.
The lips and tongue are intertwined, and the mouth and fluid are wet, and the air flow around them is strong and turbid.
Slowly, her breathing became less and less smooth, and her breath was spraying faintly, almost falling into suffocation.
Ling Ang did not relax her capture, as if he was determined to suck her into his stomach, relaxed slightly to let her breath, and then sucked her lips into her mouth.
Kiss, slowly and powerful, heavy and long...
Wang Aoshuang felt that she was getting weaker and weaker, gradually collapsed into his spacious and warm arms, and her breathing became more and more panicked...
There was a sound of footsteps at the end of the corridor, and Wang Aoshuang's heart suddenly beating wildly.
Feeling the body in his arms becoming stiff, Ling Ang suppressed the surging emotions and moved his lips away.
He looked at her carefully, his chest still undulating, slowly hugging her into his arms, "I'm sorry, I can't control myself."
Wang Aoshuang thought about the obsessive and passionate kiss just now, and felt that the rhythm of her heart was still beating at a high speed.
How could this happen again and again? Although the relationship between the two has been blurred, she has been trying to restrain the two of them from continuing to develop in a more ambiguous direction, but now the situation has far exceeded her imagination.
The two of them must not let go like this endlessly because they have a special relationship.
This behavior is morally unethical...
They must make a break, and it will be a complete break.
She left his chest and spoke gently, "Ling Ang, let's really stop getting entangled. You make me feel like I don't know what to do."
He moved his rosy lips slightly and said slowly: "I said you just need to maintain your original appearance."
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her tone increased slightly, "Don't you know that you have seriously affected my life?"
He looked at her affectionately, "But I really love you so much that I can't control my behavior."
She stared at him with a slight anger in her eyes, "So, you are very selfish and very **. You only care about expressing your feelings, but you don't care at all whether I am willing to accept your kindness."