Ming Ansheng bent and opened his mouth to kiss her full and smooth cheeks.
Sometimes, when you love a person too much, how you wish you could to swallow that person up. That was exactly what Ming Ansheng felt.
Su Yue's heart beat wildly at Ming Ansheng's passion. Even her cheeks were burning hot.
After a while of snuggling up against her, Ming Ansheng finally relinquished his grip on Su Yue and turned around.
The lights were switched on and Ming Ansheng slumped against the bed frame. The room was warm and brightly lit. He didn't put on any clothes and his cheeks were slightly flushed because of the fever. He looked seductive and charming.
Su Yue carefully entered with a glass of warm water in her hand. When she caught a glimpse of Ming Ansheng's lewd and mischievous gleam in his eyes, she trembled a little, and it caused ripples in the glass of water.
She knew she was sinking deeper into a bottomless whirlpool.
