"Ugh..."
In the instant Chen Tingting pinned Ye Qiu to the ground, Ye Qiu actually wanted to resist. But since he'd also had some drinks earlier, his mind was a bit foggy, and his body felt weak.
Besides, Chen Tingting's strength was unexpectedly greater than his, so Ye Qiu couldn't fight back and was pinned by Chen Tingting, who mounted him and sealed his lips with her alcohol-laced ones.
In that fleeting moment, Ye Qiu's eyes widened, frozen in place.
Chen Tingting was wearing white shorts and a white T-shirt today, but on the front of her T-shirt was printed a masked racing driver, who was none other than Ye Qiu himself.
After pressing Ye Qiu beneath her, Chen Tingting, like a frenzied tigress, drunkenly peppered kisses on Ye Qiu's face, murmuring incoherently, "Ye Qiu, idol, I finally get to see you. Do you know how much I love you, how much I adore you?"
