Shentu Jing helped Qin Zhuzhu into the car like a gentleman. He took her to the hill where he gave her the phoenix ring.
He had been keeping this happiness in his heart for such a long time ever since she agreed to him. Finally, it spilled out into a possessive and passionate kiss.
This time, Qin Zhuzhu kissed him back eagerly and fervently. Her hands wrapped around his neck, their bodies pressed together. Saliva, tongue and breath mixed together. Their mouths fought for dominance.
Shentu Jing pushed her onto the grass and kissed her non stop, nibbling on her lips gently and ravaging her mouth. His hands caressed the tender skin at the back of her neck. Qin Zhuzhu started to tug on his necktie, roughly taking it off and almost strangling him. She tossed it to the side, watching him removed his coat and flung it away. It landed on the grass with a soft plop.
