Li Chengyun had her wrapped in his arms, one arm around her waist, while the other began to undo the buttons on her blouse, "Shy? Haven't you seen it before?"
"I've never seen it before." Yu Jingrong's face turned red and she tried to push his hand away.
Li Chengyun caught Yu Jingrong's wrist and bent down to kiss the back of her hand. Yu Jingrong quickly tried to pull her hand back, but his strength was too great, causing her to stumble and fall into his arms.
Li Chengyun took the opportunity to hold her and their bodies pressed closely together, separated only by a thin layer of her clothes, they could both feel each other's rapidly rising body temperature.
He looked at her, his eyes dark and bright, like an unfathomable abyss, carrying a wicked charm. He moved his lips, whispering, "I'll show you, see it clearer."
With that, his deep laughter echoed in the quiet room.
Yu Jingrong's ears burned, "I don't want to see, it's too ugly."
