Before she could chase him out, Fu Huai'an's warm body pressed down again. He slipped one arm around Lin Nuan's waist while the other pressed onto the cabinet above them to prevent her from hitting her head, delivering an even more intense kiss…
When the man pressed over her, Lin Nuan had one hand supporting her body on the counter while the other was held up between them as her body leaned back. She could only remain on the receiving end, her guarded heart and body gradually overwhelmed.
Their bodies pressed tightly together with only Lin Nuan's slender arm in front of Fu Huai'an's chest.
Under the shirt, Fu Huai'an's body felt like it was burning up; his solid muscles and strong heartbeat made Lin Nuan's face burn and her heart race.
The spilt milk was dripping down from the counter and Lin Nuan, leaning on the counter, felt her pants getting soaked in the milk while there was a puddle under her palm.
