Qin Yan felt that the beauty slowly rose from the place where his palm touched, turning into a trace of warmth.
Yu Zhengfei's hands were very gentle, very gentle, as if they were being brushed by feathers.
Just like a drug, it makes people confused and intoxicated.
His hand slid down her neck, and his long fingers smoothly slid across the skin of her neck as if following a trajectory.
Slowly, slowly... it slid down towards her collar.
Although Qin Yan was immersed in his passionate kiss and gentle touch, there was still reason in her chaotic thoughts.
She grabbed his hand that was about to slip into her collar.
The fire is already burning. Yu Zhengfei, the former prodigal son, will not give up easily.
His behavior did not stop because of her restraint, but instead grabbed her hand and pressed it tightly against his palm.
Qin Yan was grabbed by his hand and had no choice but to turn her head away. When her lips left slightly, the back of her head was suddenly covered by him, and she pressed her back deeply, making her kiss even closer.
Qin Yan had no choice but to push him hard with her other hand, but his hand was grabbed dexterously.
In desperation, Qin Yan bit his lip.
Yu Zhengfei immediately left her lips, looked at her with burning eyes, and said in a playful but vague voice, "Are you a puppy?"
"Who told you to keep your words?"
He pulled his lips and said, "I never mean what I say." As he said that, he lowered his head again.
Qin Yan reacted quickly, turned away and said anxiously, "No, you have to go."
Yu Zhengfei smiled faintly, brought his lips close to her ear, and whispered, "I didn't say I wouldn't leave, I just left a little later... I'm very hungry now, so you have to help me fill my stomach."
Let me go."
"You can't do it even if you say no. How do I know if you will stay away for a while... You have to leave right away," Qin Yan said and kicked him hard.
"What a murderer." With an evil smile on his face, Yu Zhengfei picked her up and put her on his lap.
The other foot was gently lifted up, pressing down on both of her feet, immediately confining her tightly.
Qin Yan struggled for a while, but to no avail, so she could only stare at him angrily.
He came slightly closer to her lips, with a seductive smile on his eyebrows, and whispered, "Do you know that you have a certain temperament when you are angry? This kind of temperament makes my heart flutter."