C933 Sensibility

930

Meng Yingying had a feeling that she had never felt before. That kind of feeling was hard for her to describe, as if spring had arrived, as if a window had been opened by God, and outside the window was a different wonderful and blissful world...

Her soft and tender tongue was already entwined with Chen Xiaosi's. A kind of joyful, shy feelings tightly wrapped around her