The thought of being manipulated and toyed with by him was suffocating.
"Hmph." She put down the baby bottle, refusing to give him the chance to tamper with her intentions.
"Come here, I've got something in my eye and it's really itchy, blow on it for me," ordered ThirdYoung Master Jun in a commanding manner.
This man was truly fussy. Ye Lu, having no choice, lowered her head and moved closer to his face.
"Which eye?" She had just pried his eye open.
But was suddenly grabbed by the hand on her neck, and with a push, her little head was suddenly brought closer.
"Here." Third Young Master Jun's voice was husky and low. He pulled her head down, pressing it against his lips, opening his mouth, kissing her passionately, fiercely, with hunger.
Her heart, which had been dry and cold, felt as if it had been softened by spring water, becoming a complete mess.
Such a feeling, full of love, was truly wonderful.
