"Mm-hmm." Ziyi responded.
"Don't worry." Pei Yuanchen looked at Ayuan and calmly uttered these two words, as the elevator doors completely closed.
He finally stopped holding back, pushing Ziyi heavily against the wall of the elevator and kissed her intensely!
The flames that had been extinguished now surged even more fiercely, the woman's soft body was right there in his arms, this fact made the man tremble with excitement.
He deeply captured her breath, repeatedly sweeping through her mouth, his tongue at the base of hers, forcing her to receive him without reservation.
Ziyi soon couldn't help but shed tears from his kiss, her cheeks flushed, as if she couldn't breathe.
Only then did the man stop with heavy breaths, cupping her cheeks, his gaze deep and dark.
Ziyi stared at him in a daze, her head somewhat dizzy.
This man wore Ludwig-style clothes, but he was clearly Uncle Xiaobao, the man she was familiar with.
