His seductive voice could be heard once more. "Call my name! I like to hear your voice."
"No…"
She panted and sobbed, refusing to cooperate, yet, in this situation, the man still had a way to make her open her mouth. In the end, she could not hold off and let out a mournful cry…
Mu Yazhe!
"Do you know me?"
"Yes… I know you!"
"What's my name?"
"Mu Yazhe… Mu Yazhe…" she sobbed uncontrollably.
The man bowed and covered her lips passionately.
It was so sweet!
The red wine's faint fragrance escaped from between her teeth and captivated him; his kiss grew deeper and more passionate as he immersed himself in her seductive lips.
It might be because of the alcohol in her system, or she might also be feeling aroused; in any case, she did not reject his advances and, in fact, timidly followed the tempo set by the tip of his tongue.
Her soft flaps drew across his lips and suckled on his tongue.
