C840 Kiss
Shang Yinrann suddenly stood up and held Yan Lihan's face with both hands. She bent it towards herself.
They looked at each other.
The next second, Shang Yinrann's waist tightened and she softly fell onto his thigh.
He held her slender waist with one hand and lifted her chin with the other.
His ice cold lips kissed her lips.
A few seconds later