The kiss deepened.

This was the legendary French style – although they were not French, some instincts were shared by humans. When he was in love with her, he mistook her for a lifetime's dream. He took more from between her fragrant lips … She felt a sense of familiarity when she was half asleep, just like when he was playing countless pranks. It was light, shallow, and full of twists and turns, causing her head to become dizzy from lack of oxygen …

The whole rhythm had changed.

He no longer had any tender feelings for the fairer sex, nor was he tired. He only relied on his animal instinct to continuously increase his speed …

It was originally a strange feeling, but he was too drunk to distinguish it …

In his heart, he was laughing and singing … Heh, Yue Ming, Yue Ming, you have finally changed for me!

The iceberg lady finally melted for me.

Do you know, what I love, what I pursue, is always your warmth, not your cold back.

Could it be that he wanted to use all his sincerity?

In the dream, he was so happy that he almost exploded.

Little Treasure only felt pain.

However, her pain was because of how fast he was.

He had already lost himself in madness, not caring about her pain at all as his entire body was clamoring. This kind of feeling was something he had never experienced before …

He suddenly lost control of her strength and gasped for breath, unable to contain his joy. At that moment, she raised her head in an indescribable feeling, just in time to meet his gaze.

He stared at her, their eyelashes almost lightly entwined, like the fate of a lifetime. He once again came in contact with that moist and lustrous feeling. It was like a cicada that had just broken its wings, and its light and thin wings were silently warm …