Tightly Wrapped in Warm, Jade-Like Softness

Seeing Ye Qiu agree.

Zhu Zhuyun immediately smiled and held the tea before Ye Qiu.

Just as Ye Qiu leaned forward to take the rim of the cup between his lips, Zhu Zhuyun quickly pulled it back, placing the cup beneath her narrow cleavage. Wisps of steam rose onto the black lace garment.

That faintly visible snowy-white ravine.

With Ye Qiu's eyesight, he could naturally see it all clearly.

Zhu Zhuyun pressed a hand against the back of Ye Qiu's head and smiled seductively. "Xiao Qiu, drink."

As the cup's position became increasingly inappropriate, Ye Qiu's lips twitched slightly.

"Sister Zhuyun..."

Before Ye Qiu could say anything else.

The hand Zhu Zhuyun had on the back of his head began to exert force, pressing him toward the cup of tea.

One hand held Ye Qiu's neck while the other held the cup in that ravine.

Ye Qiu's breath and the lingering warmth of the tea made Zhu Zhuyun's heart burn with warmth.

Slurp!

In such a situation, Ye Qiu did not refuse.

He wrapped his arms around Zhu Zhuyun's slender, delicate body, bit down on the porcelain cup, and took a small sip.

Zhu Zhuyun adjusted her body and poured all the tea into Ye Qiu's mouth.

At the same time, Ye Qiu suddenly found it somewhat difficult to breathe, as though his handsome face had fallen into captivity.

While drinking tea, he also happened to wash his face.

Tap!

After finishing the tea.

Zhu Zhuyun set the cup on the table, then held Ye Qiu's head in her arms with both hands and wiped his mouth for him.

"Mmph, Sister Zhuyun!"

Ye Qiu's muffled voice came from Zhu Zhuyun's embrace. His hands grasped her slender waist, unable to resist applying a little force. Zhu Zhuyun did not feel pain,