So close to her, he seemed to smell again that faint girlish fragrance on her.
A unique scent that differed from anyone else's lingered at the tip of his nostrils, leading him to rewind his memories...
Lu Zhanbei's jet-black pupils shrank slightly.
The snow-white skin, like milk, like cheese, like curdle, like fat, hooked the beast in his heart and made him want to tear her apart impulsively.
With a slight force to his teeth, the domineering man directly stole the 'meat' from her mouth.
With a turn of his head, the portion of the sausage that had been bitten off was tossed directly onto the ground. The next second, Gu Qianqian's lips softened and the space between her lips and teeth was filled with Lu Zhanbei's strong and clear breath...
The sofa in the bedroom was not wide, but Lu Zhanbei had confined her in that small square.
That kiss, Lu Zhanbei seemed to use every trick in the book...
