Lu Zhu's hands were covered in suds, unable to push him away, so she could only wriggle a couple of times to signal her struggle and protest.
"What are you doing... mmm."
Lu Zhu was flipped around by Song Mingxiu, who leaned over to seal her mouth with his.
He had been wanting to do this in the car, and he didn't even feel like going home for dinner; he wanted to take Lu Zhu straight to their own place.
Lu Zhu was kissed by him for a while, enduringly accepting his sudden outburst of passion, even though she had no idea why he was suddenly all over her like a madman.
But she found that her acceptance did not teach Song Mingxiu to quit while he was ahead, instead, his kisses grew more fervent, and he even started to pry her mouth open.
Lu Zhu, not caring about the bubbles on her hands, pushed against Song Mingxiu, finding him immovable.
