Wu stared deep into Lijuan's eyes, cupped the cheeks that were slowly turning red, and she hesitantly looked up at him. He smiled at her before slowly; he leaned into her, brushed her lips against his. Not innocently, more like a tease, but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding.
The swirls of emotion that reflected in his eyes caused her to gasp. Lust and desire. However, before she could ponder about it further, he covered her mouth with his in a hungry kiss.
He began nuzzling her neck with delicate kisses. So faint, they were whispers, radiating warmth from the spot where his lips touched and it gradually moved to the rest of her body.
Just as she felt a rush of euphoric bliss envelop her, Wu drew away as soon as a loud phone call interrupted. She instantly missed the lovely heat curling within her, and it left a frown on her face before she moved her hand to the table beside the bed, then answered the call.
"Father."
