With this thought in mind, Qin Qi took a deep breath.
Suddenly, he hugged Lin Jie's slender, delicate waist from behind.
Lin Jie's body trembled, startled, and she exclaimed: "Xiaoqi, what, what are you doing!"
Below, Qin Qi was already pitched, rubbing against Lin Jie's shapely hips, and before long, Lin Jie's soft lips parted slightly, beginning to feel it.
Qin Qi wasn't about to let it rest.
His large hand ventured into Lin Jie's clothing and finally climbed up to her full and proud snow peaks.
Even though he had touched them before, Qin Qi still found the sensation indeed wonderful.
"Godmother, I want you!" Qin Qi breathed softly into her ear.
After speaking, he felt a bit nervous, even slightly regretful.
Although his relationship with Lin Jie had heated up and progressed a lot, this was the first time for such actions between couples.
Luckily, Lin Jie did not get angry, she just retorted playfully: "Are you crazy? We're still in the kitchen. What if Ying'er sees us!"
