Bo Jinlan chuckled softly, "Yaoyao, you've ripped my clothes."
Jiang Yaoyao: "..."
It took quite an effort to end that kiss, and she was left completely weak. Seemingly sitting on the sideboard where the dinnerware was placed, she actually hung limply over Bo Jinlan's body, her face pressed against his chest, breathing unevenly, her heartbeat rapid, and it took a long time to calm down.
When Bo Jinlan leaned down again.
Jiang Yaoyao was scared, busily ducking her head in an attempt to escape, "No..."
Her chin was lifted by his fingers, as Bo Jinlan looked at her flushed little mouth with a low and husky voice oozing magnetism, "Haven't seen you for several days, missed you terribly."
After saying that, his lips pressed down again.
Jiang Yaoyao was on the verge of tears...
Was this really about having dinner, or was it about devouring her?
Only when the private room's door was knocked a few times and the waiter's voice came through,
