When desperate, Mo Xingxue knocked on the door of Pei Qingyi's hotel suite.
The door opened in response, and a tall and tall man stood inside the door, wrapped in a loose bathrobe. There were still bright red finger marks on half of his cold and clear face——
That was what she gave him with all her strength when he kissed her forcefully an hour ago.
Mo Xingxue looked at that half of the face with lingering fear.
Pei Qingyi leaned against the door and looked at her lazily: "What, you haven't had enough? I want you to do it again here?"
Mo Xingxue was thinking about how to ease the relationship, and asked with concern on her face: "Are you in pain?"
Pei Qingyi: "?"
Mo Xingxue bit her lip and blushed: "How about I blow it for you?"
Pei Qingyi: ... Is there such a good thing?
The male protagonist is attracted first/the one in superior position bows his head
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Intention: To be determined
