My Sweet Wife: The C

Jin Cheng looked at the few drops of wine remaining on the corner of his lips, his face flushed a rosy hue. From the base of his white neck, the color spread seductively all the way to the back of his ears, almost intoxicatingly beautiful.,"Be good, don't be afraid." A kiss, scorching hot in temperature, landed on Lin Niannian's glistening eyes.,Dressed in a suit, he dashed out without noticing Jin Cheng sit down after him. He resembled a satiated beast, lazily leaning against the bed edge and chuckling into the phone as he gave orders.。