Jing Yiran placed his fingers upon Lu's plump lips, caressing them gently as he threw a lustful look at her. Then he said in an extremely sexy voice, "With your lips."
Lu did not get swayed by his charm. She was immune to it.
She looked at Jing Yiran with her large eyes and thought about his behavior. "Are you flirting with me?"
"Oh, no. We are in a relationship. I am not flirting but leading us to have some fun!"
Jing Yiran could not help but lick his own lips as he saw her delicious ones.
He and Lu had barely experienced any sort of intimacy. They had tried kissing several times, but failed.
Lu did not like being kissed, and even if she was, there was no response from her end.
Jing Yiran got excited each time he tried to kiss her, but got upset by her dead fish behavior. Soon after, his affection would fizzle out, leaving a bitter smile on his face.
