She glared at him, irritated, saying, "Don't forget you're still sick, let go of me, I don't want to catch your disease!"
The irritation in Ruan Tianling's eyes deepened, he felt that this woman was really a killjoy.
In this special atmosphere, she could actually say something like that...
Lifting her chin, he asked her, "Infection? What do you call infection?"
Without waiting for her answer, he 'infected' her in a very practical way.
His hand firmly held her chin, stopping her from moving.
His actions showed a hint of domination, arrogance, and a bit of meticulous tasting.
Jian Yufei was unable to resist, she could only passively endure his kiss.
Her heart pounded chaotically, her mind getting more confused...
When he let her go, she felt as if all her strength had been drained.
She leaned weakly against him, suddenly hearing his teasing laugh saying, "That should have infected you, right? Woman, you have been infected by me now."
