"The sunset and roses paint a romantic picture. You are the overflow of love hidden in my heart."
"Take the test, you must help me get a good result." Suddenly a pair of strong hands took her over, and the hands covered her waist, unable to move even if she wanted to.
But she smelled a smell of sandalwood. The sandalwood smelled very good, and it was the smell of Leng Moyan.
"What are you doing?" Leng Moyan gently placed his chin on her shoulder. Being so close, Shi Luo couldn't help but feel nervous.
"I'm worshiping God..." Shi Luo didn't dare to move because Leng Moyan's hands pinched her waist badly.
The breath shivered again as he approached.
"Worship some god, worship me." Leng Moyan whispered in her ear. Domineering and a little bit ascetic.
Concept: Love is a two-way street