Cang Yue’s pair of lips was as tender as a flower, with a soft and creamy feeling. Yun Che was completely mesmerized as he continued to suck on them. Placing his two hands at her hips, his tongue stretched directly into her mouth, coming into contact with Cang Yue’s tender and timid small tongue, and they tangled around each other.
Cang Yue made a “Mn” sound, her delicate brows slightly trembled from her nervousness. She instinctively gently bit on Yun Che’s tongue which had invaded into her mouth with her front teeth. Breathing erratically, her scented breath gently brushed against Yun Che’s face.