Following that, Quan Ci came closer, his voice hoarse.
"You said, you've liked me for a long time."
Su Yan fiddled with the hem of her clothes.
The man exerted a little force and directly picked Su Yan up, walking to the dining table in the living room.
He sat Su Yan on top of it.
One hand wrapped around Su Yan's waist, the other unbuttoning her clothes.
His eyes were pitch black, a slight lift in his peach blossom eyes carried immense seductive power.
His hoarse voice was extremely enticing.
"Do you want it?"
Su Yan didn't speak, but she involuntarily swallowed.
Nuonuo
"I don't..."
Before she could finish the word "don't," the man kissed her again, silencing her next words.
This time, Su Yan was completely pinned down on the table.
The two kissed fervently, and Su Yan's clothes were torn into disarray, hanging off her haphazardly.
Quan Ci's eyes fluctuated between clarity and darkness, watching the blushing, moist-eyed Su Yan for a good while.
