Seeing her fair and smooth hands gently caressing his legs, Yu Zhengfei suddenly felt helpless.
He leaned over gently and smelled her hair gently. The fragrance after bathing came over her, and she suddenly felt relaxed and happy.
"Qin Yan..." He called her gently and placed a gentle kiss on the side of her face.
Qin Yan raised her head and looked at him, glaring slightly, "Don't have any bad thoughts. I'll finish rubbing it for you later and you can leave immediately."
He was slightly unhappy and raised his lips, "How could you be like this? Taking in an injured boyfriend is what you should do."
"No man has ever entered my room. I'm very tolerant of letting you take a rest here. Do you still want to spend the night here?... If my dad knows that there is a man spending the night here, I will be miserable tomorrow."
"Okay, if we don't stay the night, I can always give you a kiss." He said, leaning forward to kiss her.
Qin Yan supported him and said anxiously, "No."
Kissing this pervert in this sensitive place will definitely get out of hand.
Yu Zhengfei frowned sadly and pursed his lips, "We haven't seen each other for many days, why don't you give me any small comfort... Just kiss me, and then leave."
Qin Yan looked at his pleading look and didn't speak, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Seeing her silence, he happily kissed her lips.
Mmm, so soft!
He hugged her into his arms, kissed her passionately, and asked for her carefully.
The faint fragrance floated faintly from the skin covered by her pajamas, making people feel dizzy.
He held the hand on her shoulder and couldn't help but tighten it. He clenched her silk pajamas into a piece and rubbed them carefully.
His lips were always hot and domineering, sliding between her lips and tongue to the extreme.
Qin Yan did not respond to him, so as not to trigger his uncontrollable behavior.
But Yu Zhengfei was not as honest as she thought.
What he said just now, "kiss her and leave," has long since disappeared without a trace, and was forgotten by him.
The more he kissed, the more passionate he became, and the more he kissed, the more obsessed he became...
His hands began to become more and more irregular, and began to move from her shoulders to the smooth skin of her neck.
The palms of his hands were caressing slowly up and down with the rhythm of the passionate kiss.
Qin Yan felt that the beauty slowly rose from the place where his palm touched, turning into a trace of warmth.