Yet, no matter how she tried to avoid it, no matter how she whined as though begging to be spared, Mo Jingshen had no plans of letting her off easily tonight.
His body pressed against her tightly. When he recalled how Ji Nuan had worn the dress Sheng Yihan had prepared for her tonight, his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly flipped her around.
Ji Nuan's back faced him…
She felt his kiss land on that sensitive patch of skin on the back of her neck once more. She could not help but twist her lower body, causing the man behind her to grunt. He began to nibble on the back of her neck intentionally with varying force. The teasing would be the death of her.
Just as Ji Nuan began to sob, he intruded unhesitatingly from behind.
Ji Nuan immediately cried out.
As she trembled uncontrollably, he leaned down against her ear. "You and that Sheng one, don't meet him anymore in the future, en?"
"Meet… no… he is still a doc… ah…"
