"Chi Enen."
"Hmm?"
Chi Enen had just raised her head, still unable to respond, when her lips were already sealed.
"Mmm." Her eyes widened.
The man had forcefully pried apart her lips and teeth, his scorching tongue invading her mouth, sweeping over every inch of her senses...
When the kiss ended, the man with deep-set eyes abruptly stood up, carried her sideways into the next room—
Every room in the Presidential Suite was equipped with a 2.5-meter king-size bed, and Chi Enen, caught off-guard, was tossed onto the bed, her ankle seized before she could dodge. The mint-flavored man leaned over her, his hands clamped around her wrists above her head, pinning her down so she couldn't move, his burning thin lips moving from her chin, storming down like torrential rain...
Each kiss he planted on her skin sparked an electrifying sensation, making Chi Enen's toes curl involuntarily. She shook her head, struggling, "No, don't..."
The doctor said no strenuous exercise for three months!
