C221 Gu Tingshen's Kiss

Huo Niannian's body was still leaning on the chair. Gu Tingshen had already reached out his hand and pressed it on the back of her head. He could not help but deepen the kiss.

The girl's taste was fragrant and sweet, like the purest stream. He could not help but take it bit by bit. . .

Gu Tingshen's eyes became deeper and deeper