lips. His kiss was soft and intoxicating, no longer rough. She had the illusion of being cherished. 。Soon, his lips left hers. 。Get up, sit on the carpet, and lean back against the sofa. 。A warm sh...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."I think that if it weren't for WuShuang's persistence and courage, she and I would have missed each other for the rest of our lives. She wouldn't know how much I loved her or how much I hoped she woul...