C297 It Worked

"Hmm …" Unconsciously, Meng Qingge let out a delicate moan.

Ji Wanzhou suddenly felt as if fireworks were blooming in his head. Electricity was flowing through his upper body, and he even had a faint feeling that he was about to walk down.

Thus, he continued to deepen the kiss. Regardless of what he wanted, he wanted more.

Meng Qingge knew she was losing herself in her emotions