Sexual... sexual charm?
Luo Qiangwei's eyes widened, momentarily confused as to what exactly was happening, but her body was locked in the embrace of the tall man, especially his hands gripping her waist so tightly it hurt and made her uncomfortable.
So, she subconsciously pushed him away, "Let me go... don't hold me like this..."
The back fastener of her top was already loose, and as she struggled, it slid down from her shoulders...
Mo Shiche looked down and saw the upper half of the woman's body.
Slender, fair-skinned, one glance and he knew how smooth that skin was, how pleasant to touch.
The first reaction that popped into Mo Shiche's mind—
This woman was a seductress; she had successfully hooked him.
So, he followed the impulse in his heart and bent down to seal her lips, which were slightly parted in surprise.
Incidentally blocking all her cries of shock.
