Although he didn't want to admit it, it was indeed the first time that Yuan Qing heard such a nice deep male voice. He answered honestly as if he was bewitched: "Yeah," even he was shocked after saying that.
As if he was satisfied with this answer, Song Lin had a thin smile in his black eyes. He bent down and the outline of a handsome face was reflected in Yuan Qing's bright eyes.
In an instant, their breaths mingled, and their breaths were filled with a strong masculine scent. Yuan Qing subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but his legs suddenly touched the edge of the table, and he leaned back behind him. Before Yuan Qing could exclaim, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist, and then her body was brought back, and she fell onto the sofa with the force of inertia.
Now there was nothing between the two of them except a meager cotton shirt and bathrobe. In his eyes, the Adam's apple on the man's neck was beating up and down regularly, and Yuan Qing could even feel the thumping heartbeat of the man beneath him.
Song Lin's dark eyes looked down at the pretty Yuan Qing. Her half-wet hair stuck to her face and neck. Although it was messy, she had a unique charm. The skin is smooth and white, with patches of delicate red, making people want to take a bite. Song Lin unconsciously tightened his hands tighter and tighter, wanting to rub her into his body.
Finally, the soft little white rabbit still did not escape the fate of being eaten up by the big bad wolf...
******Sweet pet article, not particularly cruel******