C42 No One but Young Master Xiao Can Touch It

Xue Qi opened her eyes wide, her lips blocked. His tongue took advantage of her astonishment to slip in. Two rows of thick eyelashes slightly closed, holding back the flowing light and vibrant colors there, filled with stubbornness towards her. Whether this was a street or a busy city, if he wanted to kiss her, he wouldn't let her escape!

His kiss was still as domineering as before