C412 Not the Real Huang Xinying!

The two were like kindling set ablaze, their passion igniting rapidly. Xinying gently pushed Ye Fann onto the couch, flashing a seductive smile. Like a playful kitten, she swiftly straddled him, leaning in to kiss his lips and neck. The tingling sensation almost made Ye Fann lose himself.

Suddenly, a strange feeling crept into his mind