C860 Blackclothed Man Bai Lan

Xiao Rongjuan managed to suppress his primal instincts, but Ruan Qingge's clothes were already disheveled. He gently tidied them up for her. Looking down at her rosy cheeks, he felt a surge of happiness and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on her face.

Ruan Qingge snapped back to reality, glaring up at him. "Let's go home!"

---

Lying on the warm, fragrant bed