From the beginning, Mo Rao was the passive party. Now that it was almost over, she couldn't be bothered to change from passive to active.
She would let Fu Ying decide for himself.
When they reached the entrance of the neighborhood, the car stopped. Mo Rao wanted to open the door and get out, but Fu Ying didn't unlock the door.
"Open the door!" Mo Rao was puzzled.
"I don't want to." Fu Ying turned to look at Mo Rao.
At this moment, because Mo Rao was puzzled, her charming eyes were filled with confusion. She looked a little cute and foolish.
She had very beautiful lips. Even without lipstick, they were bright red and moist, like an alluring cherry blossom jelly.
At the thought of the touch of her lips, Fu Ying felt desire rise within him.
"Why?" Mo Rao had yet to react and only felt puzzled.
She had already agreed to let him do whatever he wanted. Wasn't that enough?
