C340 He Set a Trap

Hao Zhengting was in high spirits as he kissed Tiantian again, his hands moving confidently downward, lifting her shirt to explore further. Clothes quickly scattered across the floor, both hers and his.

Tiantian whimpered softly, twisting beneath him like a restless cat, which only deepened Hao Zhengting's gaze. Ignoring everything else, he parted her legs and moved in.

Feeling overwhelmed