Weiwei curved her lips into a smile, took a deep breath, and with a slight smile said, "Liehuo, aren't I right here?"
Lord Xing's reflexes have always been dozens of times faster than others, and as soon as she finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and bit her ear.
Then, his kisses lingered ceaselessly on her neck, wave after wave, a dense flurry of kisses, before he painfully rested his head in her shoulder nook, panting heavily.
"Don't you like being on top?"
"What?"
Lian Qiao didn't catch on right away...
"You know what I mean!"
Understand, my ass!
"Silly Nini..." With a cold sparkle in his eyes, Xing Liehuo bit down hard on her neck twice, rubbing against it extensively before finally saying, "… opportunity knocks but once!"
With his rubbing, hinting, and burning hot desire so obvious, Lian Qiao would have to be pretending not to understand.
But she was flustered...
