As she spoke, Jing Yiren subconsciously stood up.
"..." Lu Ming stepped into the room and stood still in front of Jing Yiren.
Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms, tightened his grip and ran his large hand through her soft hair.
"Stay away from her!"
"..." Jing Yiren lifted her head from his neck, puzzled: "But he's my professor..." I see him every day!
Lu Ming once again tightened his arms around her, wishing he could meld her into his very flesh and bone.
He sneered, "Bullshit professor! Beast!"
"..." Jing Yiren found Lu Ming's behavior odd!
He didn't seem angry, but he was definitely unhappy!
"Uncle..." As soon as Jing Yiren was about to speak, Lu Ming sealed her lips with his own!
"Mmm!" Taken by surprise, Jing Yiren found herself unprepared for this sudden kiss.
His kiss was full of possessiveness and dominance, yet also infused with tenderness. As if he wanted to swallow her whole, and melt her into his very bones.
