C1931 Love me well

Wen Zehao was drunk, as if he was drunk.

Her beauty, her sweetness, was enough to intoxicate him.

Panting, Wen Zehao let go of Ruan Bingyue reluctantly. He could not kiss anymore, if he kissed again, Wen Zehao was afraid that he would lose control of himself.

After being kissed by Wen Zehao on the lips, Ruan Bingyue buried her head in his chest in embarrassment, not daring to say a word