Wen Sheng was grabbed by Fu Yanlin by the chin, her crimson lips slightly parted, revealing her pearly teeth. She looked at him with unblinking doe-like eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering like fans and her fair cheeks turning slightly red. Every cell of her perfectly exhibited the two words - pure desire.
"Hmm..."
Fu Yanlin breathed heavily, trying to calm himself; he had already decided to part ways with Wen Sheng. So what was the point of this ambiguity?
However, he overestimated his own self-control and the seductive power that Wen Sheng had over him. He couldn't contain his fiery emotions. The intense darkness and red light in his eyes finally broke loose.
Dammit, his decade-long resistance to Wen Sheng was as strong as the first day.
"Hmm... Hmm..."
Overbearing and arrogant, he wished to devour her, swallowing her whole.
Surprisingly, Wen Sheng wrapped her arms around Fu Yanlin's neck, gradually responding to his advances.