C444 Ye Jingmin's Backstroke

He could deeply feel that strong impulse in his body.

Dongfang Qiyuv's self-control had always been pretty good, so it was ineffective on her.

If he could, he didn't want to wait any longer.

Letting go of her lips, Dongfang Qiyuv gasped for breath and called to her, "Little Ya …"

"En!" Ye Xinya replied like a cat.

"I like you." There was a hint of temptation in it