My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 56. Official Confession Official Confession

Chapter 55: Formal Confession

Cheng Songer pressed him down, one hand caressing the back of his head, slender fingers inserted into his thick and dense hair, while the other hand tightly held his fingers.

Cheng Qingzhi's mind was in a daze.

Apart from being momentarily shocked, he had no other thoughts. The softness pressed against his lips was a tenderness he had never felt before, something he had always longed for but couldn't have, as if he were dreaming.

"Songer. . . did she kiss him?" His lips trembled, but because she sealed them with her own, a short and ambiguous tone escaped from his throat, causing his ears to turn red instantly.

Cheng Songer looked at him, her bright and dazzling apricot eyes filled with a tenderness he had never seen before.

Cheng Qingzhi stared at her dumbfounded, like a fool, his eyes fixed on her without blinking, as if afraid that if he closed his eyes, the tenderness and sweetness she showed at this moment would disappear.

Seeing his silly appearance, Cheng Songer couldn't help but laugh.

With smooth and fair skin, tears still lingering at the corners of her eyes, her captivating phoenix eyes became even more enchanting when soaked in tears. And in those bewitching eyes, only she was reflected.

She lowered her body and whispered softly in his ear, "Don't get distracted, focus."

The soft touch came again, and Cheng Qingzhi's breath trembled. His heart was about to burst with excitement, as if he had been enveloped in a soft and beautiful cloud.

How could Songer's lips be so soft, emitting a fragrance that fascinated him, sweeter than melted milk candy, making his head dizzy and his toes curl with excitement, almost to the point of convulsion.

Cheng Qingzhi tenderly, no, it should be said, obediently endured her kiss.

He allowed her to play with him however she wanted, without any resistance, like a shellfish opening its extremely hard shell, revealing trembling and tender white flesh, which was only exposed to her for admiration, enduring everything she brought.

Cheng Songer pecked at his lips, and the bloodstains from his bitten lips stained her lips a bright red.

She chuckled, knowing that he had seen through her a long time ago. If she had known earlier, why would she pretend and be entangled?

She propped herself up and looked at Cheng Qingzhi's chest, which was rising and falling rapidly with his heavy breathing, gently laughing as she helped him up.

With the desire to take it further, the female respects the male's virtuous and conservative nature. . . Of course, Cheng Qingzhi's biological father, Xu Lan, is an exception.

In this world, men look forward to giving themselves completely to their beloved wife on their wedding night.

She also wants Cheng Qingzhi to be like all the men in this world, so she doesn't plan to rush him and wants him to know that she doesn't have a casual attitude towards him.

Although Cheng Qingzhi's body is almost covered in a flush, his phoenix eyes are filled with mist, his bones are weak, his lips are red and dripping, and there are sparkling water droplets, like ripe cherries, enticing people to pick them.

But. . . Cheng Songer clenched her fist, she can endure it.

"How did you know that I'm not the original Cheng Songer?" She decisively abandoned the idea of continuing with the indescribable thoughts and asked.