Xu Wendong looked at the woman riding on his waist with deep affection, a mischievous smile on his face: "Let the storm come even fiercer!"
Lin Yiren gazed passionately and kissed Xu Wendong.
Her soft lips, like nimble pixies, eagerly and fervently pressed against Xu Wendong's lips.
Xu Wendong was instantly swept away by that intense emotion, responding with equal fervor.
Lin Yiren's kiss initially carried a hint of awkwardness, yet it had an irresistible passion. Her lips gently brushed Xu Wendong's lips, sucking slightly, as if trying to convey all her love and desire to him through this kiss.
Her tongue cautiously probed out, lightly touching Xu Wendong's lips, seeming both exploratory and inviting.
Their sweet saliva intermingled in each other's mouths, and every swirl and touch was accompanied by electric sensations, causing both of their bodies to tremble involuntarily.
