"Hey, what happened to you? You can share it with me," He gently said to her, "I promise I'll help you. Just, don't cry like…"
The remaining words were stuck in his mouth when she grabbed him by the collar and pressed her lips on his.
She was still sitting on the driver's seat as she pulled the man inside.
Mo Zihan's eyes widened for a second but when she deepened the kiss, he lost control. He snaked an arm around her waist while his other hand rested on the seat supporting his body weight.
Ying Yue could feel herself melting in his embrace, his manly scent invaded her nostrils as she wrapped her arms around his neck, she felt him sucking her lower lips and unconsciously a moan escaped her lips.
Mo Zihan had his entire body pressed against hers while she did not know when both of her legs had wrapped around his lean waist.
