My Sweet Wife: The C

Jin Cheng suddenly rose, tall and lanky like a mountain towering towards Lin Niannian. His icy fingers lifted Lin Niannian's chin, forcing her to look up at him.,Jin Cheng looked at the few drops of wine remaining on the corner of his lips, his face flushed a rosy hue. From the base of his white neck, the color spread seductively all the way to the back of his ears, almost intoxicatingly beautiful.,The handcuffs were unlocked, but he still couldn't break free. A surge of desire welled up from deep within him, and he couldn't help but wrap his arms around Jin Cheng's neck, a kiss that ended with breathless sighs.。