Humility, just tonight.

You just think it's a long talk with you......

The evening breeze dissolved the girl's soft voice, turning it into wisps of lingering love that fell on Zhan Qianyan's heart, wrapping his heart.

He only felt like his heart had been hit hard by something.

I can't tell if it's pain or joy.

I felt the urge to cry.

How can it be considered......

You're my man......

Sensing his stiffness, Ling Qi's fingers moved, finding his palm and covering the back of his hand.

Almost as if instinctively, when her soft little hand covered it, Zhan Qianyan's palm flipped over suddenly, wrapping her hand in the palm of her hand.

Fingers move lightly, skillfully making a ten-finger interlocking motion.

The palms of the two were tightly together, and there was not a single gap between the two hands, firmly together.

She could even feel the light tremor in his hand.

"Long ......"

Two words spit out from his throat, full of tenderness.

Just a name, Ling Qi felt that it was different from what he usually showed.

In contrast, this is the love that goes deep into the bone marrow.

She even believed that Zhan Qianyan would only love to talk alone in this life.

Even if she died, there would never be a second person who would be able to stand by his side in her place and be watched by him.

As soon as her body was warm, her whole body had fallen into a generous and warm embrace.

The next moment, the soft lips were caught.

At first, it was just soft grinding, with temptation, and a slight trembling.

It's not overbearing, but it's moving.

At the moment of being kissed, Ling Qi only felt that his whole person seemed to float up, and his mind was blank.

All the senses were focused on the lips of the two of them.

She forgot who she was, who the man holding her in front of her was, and she only felt that the feeling at the moment was extraordinarily mysterious.

"Humility ......"

With one last shred of sanity, she struggled to push him away.

But the arms are weak and weak, and the force of resistance can be ignored, more like grabbing a driftwood and carrying a load on the endless sea.

Zhan Qianyan seemed to be awakened by her voice, his arms tightened suddenly, his lips and tongue movements became rapid, and he frantically grabbed every inch of her sweetness like a storm.

Ling Qi completely forgot everything, originally raised to push his hand away, but he didn't know when he was firmly encircled around his neck, and the whole person fell into his arms, confused.

"Long ...... Long ......"

I don't know how long it took, but when Ling Qi felt that her lips were about to go numb, Zhan Qianyan's lips finally left hers.

But it slid all the way down the corners of his mouth to the soft side of his neck.

The fervent kiss is accompanied by the call of indulgence, and the joy of being lost and regained.

I don't know when, her thin clothes have been lifted by him, and the hot palm roams over her skin.

He couldn't put it down with the silky touch, and he just wanted to go one step further and have her completely.

Ling Qi was awakened by his whispering, and a sour grievance came from his heart.

The man she likes is doing such a thing to her, but he treats her as if she were another person.

Even if she said it herself, she couldn't accept it.

"Enough!"

Not knowing where the strength came from, Ling Qi pushed away Zhan Qianyan's hand that was wandering around his body wantonly, and gasped and retreated.

But they forgot that the place where they were sitting was only a stone, and because of such a violent movement, the whole person fell to the ground.

The cool soil stinged her skin, and she realized how embarrassed she was at this moment.