Chapter 845: Delightful Arc

adding a crime of assaulting a government official to himselfSeeing through Swift Sparrow's confusion, Wang Zheng explained: "I just don't want others to put handcuffs on me. Let’s go."After saying t...Chapter 845: Beautiful Arcs

Wang Zheng also pulled back the blanket and sat down, brushing against Song Ziyè's smooth legs that resembled milk.

Song Ziyè’s body slightly trembled, then she leaned over, gently placing her head on Wang Zheng’s chest to warm herself with his body heat.

At this moment, only this man was her support.

In the first thirty years of her life, Song Ziyè always felt like a tomboy who could handle everything alone without needing anyone's help or concern. Even when tired and weary, she would simply lie down and wake up with all worries gone.

But after meeting Wang Zheng, this feeling completely changed; she suddenly realized that she needed a warm shoulder and a fiery chest to lean on for support.

At this moment, hugging this man made Song Ziyè feel her mind become completely tranquil. All the events of the day vanished, leaving only the security provided by this man beside her.

To be able to hug the man she loves in a winter night with howling winds, nestled in a warm and comfortable bed, forgetting all unpleasantness—this is the simplest form of happiness. In today's society where such feelings are constantly diminishing, this simple form of happiness often gets ignored, making it extremely luxurious and rare.

Wang Zheng reached out his hand to tightly embrace Song Ziyè’s slim waist; although he was closely in contact with the former capital beauty, he couldn’t deny that at this moment he felt no urge or response from a certain part of him. He just wanted to hold onto Song Ziyè and offer some comfort to the injured woman.

But suddenly, Song Ziyè raised her head and looked into Wang Zheng’s eyes, revealing a faint smile in them that carried both satisfaction and sorrow. She softly said: "No matter what life brings us, we must adjust our mindset, forget the unpleasantness, and enjoy the joy of the moment, right"

"Enjoying the happiness of the present" Wang Zheng thought that Song Ziyè had become more optimistic: "You've finally figured it out"

"Yes, what's meant to come will eventually arrive, and those who are meant to leave can never be held back. Since Haisi has treated me this way already, I shouldn't feel any attachment either. It’s best if I act as though she isn’t my sister at all."

Song Ziyè lifted Wang Zheng's face with his hands, his gaze soft and warm: "Wang Zheng, thank you for being by my side."

Wang Zheng pinched Song Ziyè's cheeks: "Why be so formal It sounds like we're strangers. If you really want to show your gratitude, why don't you offer yourself instead"

"That was exactly what I had in mind."

After speaking, Song Ziyè directly pulled back the covers and sat on top of Wang Zheng, cradling his head with both hands, her hot and soft lips pressing against him!

The usually proactive Big Killer Wang was now completely passive. He was tightly held by Song Ziyè; her agile and moist tongue probed into his mouth, freely demanding.

Meanwhile, Song Ziyè's plump buttocks were making intimate contact with a certain part of Wang Zheng's body, unintentionally rubbing against it as she moved, which was undeniably a fatal temptation for Wang Zheng.

Song Ziyè’s passionate kiss seemed more like an outlet for pent-up emotions.

"Wait a minute, have the roles reversed" Being held by Song Ziyè made Wang Zheng feel that something wasn’t right. Why was he now in the passive role

Then, Wang Zheng pulled with both hands, and the bath towel that had wrapped Song Ziyè's body was torn open, revealing an incredibly enticing figure! The trembling big white bunnies were gently shaking right before Wang Zheng’s eyes!

At this moment, Song Ziyè wore only a narrow purple thong, an endless landscape of beauty spreading out in the room.

Song Ziyè's neck was snow-white with a faint pink hue. Her eyes were hazy yet passionate, filled with infinite desire!

Wang Zheng lifted Song Ziyè’s soft rear with both hands and lowered his head to suck on the spot of rosy red atop one of the big white bunnies.

Song Ziyè was not weak either. Tonight, she was far more proactive than usual; she held Wang Zheng's head tightly against her chest as if trying to stuff all the softness there into his mouth.

However, these two peaks were too high and steep. No matter how hard Wang Zheng tried with his mouth, he couldn't fit them in. When Wang Zheng’s teeth left marks on the snowy white hemisphere, Song Ziyè's body was trembling intensely!

The room was filled only with the sound of their heavy breathing.

While Wang Zheng struggled with his mouth, his hands were equally relentless, kneading and squeezing the plump places. Red finger marks appeared on Song Ziyè’s rear.

Song Ziyè felt that she was about to melt in Wang Zheng's warmth; those large hands had made her wet from inside out. Even the narrow thin purple thong could be squeezed out of water, and the mysterious area down there might already turn into a swamp—perhaps just a gentle touch would sink right in.

At such an occasion, if Big Killer Wang couldn’t take the initiative, he wouldn't live up to the title "man."

Wang Zheng straightened his body, pressing Song Ziyè underneath him. He reached out to grasp a peak that even both hands couldn't cover, while the other hand roughly removed the last piece of fabric from Song Ziyè's body!

The large palm of Wang Zheng heavily stroked across Song Ziyè's secret region, pulling out shiny threads as her body trembled violently and she uncontrollably made sounds.

"Wang Zheng, give it to me quickly. Give it to me," said Song Ziyè, spreading her legs wide and grabbing onto Wang Zheng's there, ready to start leading the way.

"Wait a moment."

If he was going to do this, he would do it to the best of his ability.

Wang Zheng held up Song Ziyè's thighs with his hands and leaned down, burying his head in that piece of paradise that countless people longed for!

Sensing Wang Zheng's tongue entering her body, Song Ziyè felt extremely shy. Although she wasn't a virgin anymore, her instincts still made her want to push him away.

But at this moment, her body wouldn't listen to her! A wave of intense pleasure surged from deep within her, submerging her entire being. Song Ziyè's trembling intensified and the place between her legs became even slicker!

Finally unable to wait any longer, Wang Zheng straightened his back, thrusting his long spear into that holy land, and Song Ziyè instinctively let out a satisfied cry.

This time, Song Ziyè was very proactive. Unlike before when she waited for Wang Zheng's thrusts, she was now actively matching him, even pushing him down beneath her as she did squats, her two large breasts trembling violently in front of Wang Zheng, drawing one beautiful arc after another!as he continued running and turning his head to say, "Your image is already great."As Shangguan Shishi ran, her face turned red. However, being held by Wang Zheng gave her an unprecedented sense of se...