Mo Liancheng slightly curled his lips, and the next moment... passiveness turned into activeness.
A spicy image of man and woman being intimate was enacted in front of everyone, sizzling hot.
Though there were quite a few onlookers, the lead actors were thoroughly absorbed, as if no one else was there.
The study was suddenly filled with the sound of sharp intakes of breath, some people seemed too shocked to react.
Yu Hao and others swiftly exited the room.
At that time, Qu Tan'er seemed to do it on purpose, her hands reaching for Mo Liancheng's waist, pulling him closer, and bringing their bodies nearer to each other.
"Are you teasing me?" Mo Liancheng adjusted his breathing, his head leaning against her shoulder, deeply inhaling her unique scent, while his lips were ceaselessly wandering over her cheeks, occasionally pecking at her tender white neck and ears.
"What if I am?" Qu Tan'er's lips turned up slightly, not minding making the atmosphere even more ambiguous.
