Li Chengyun's throat tightened, all his defenses were shattered in this instant.
Indeed, he could never and would never reject her, especially when she was so passionate at this moment. This woman was his poison.
Unable to restrain his impulse, he suddenly lifted Yu Jingrong onto the table and covered her lips with his.
Yu Jingrong slightly opened her eyes to look at him. Seeing him let go of her lips and gazing at her intently, her body was sprayed with his hot breath, like being ignited into a shocking blaze.
Her gaze flickered complexly, her expression seemed momentarily lost.
Suddenly, she lowered her head and bit his slender neck.
"Hiss—" Li Chengyun winced in pain, but didn't push Yu Jingrong away.
Yu Jingrong left a deep teeth mark on his neck and when each one bled, she quickly pushed him away and jumped off the table.
