"Mmm!"
The fragrance filled the air, and Jiang Qingkui's exclamation was swallowed back into her throat, turning into fragmented murmurs.
Her body tensed, her waist suspended in the air, instantly becoming helpless like a drowning person. One hand, with nude-colored nails, unconsciously grabbed Zhou Wang's collar, while the other could only clutch the bed sheets aimlessly.
Jiang Qingkui's mind exploded once again, turning into a blank slate.
This was their second kiss, but compared to the last time, Jiang Qingkui at least had some experience. Amid those unconscious responses, she had already learned to maneuver skillfully and dodge, to avoid biting Zhou Wang.
Zhou Wang could only secretly marvel; clever girl, she learns everything so fast... she even learned the "reverse hook".
But Zhou Wang remembered his purpose, not lost in the intoxicating sweetness tainted with alcohol from Jiang Qingkui. Instead, he began to pull at Jiang Qingkui's gown.
