C1890 Young Master Long Her Legs Are Weak?

She sat on top of him, Murong Yunchang's cherry lips brushed past the corner of his mouth, instinctively holding one of his arms in front of his chest, and with the other hand she wrapped around his neck.

At this moment, due to the shaking of the plane, the whole airport was filled with exclamations:

"Oh ~ ah ~"

"What's going on?"

A gravity suddenly came crashing down