C92 Long-awaited Craving

A delicate hand and a coarse hand were tightly clasped together. Then, a rough thumb gently caressed the back of the delicate hand.

Liu meitine glared at him angrily and pulled with force, but Feng qingyang did not stand up. Instead, he pulled with force, so how could Liu meitine resist his powerful strength?

"Ah!"

"Heh heh, baby, come on!" Feng qingyang opened her arms, and with a pu sound