The consequences, truly unimaginable.
"What are you spacing out for, ecstatic to see me?" The man's tone wasn't as domineering as usual, much softer, and there was not a hint of discomfort for her in it. As he spoke, his breath warmed her ear as his lips gently touched it.
There was a cinnabar mole, her sensitive spot!
She knew it, and so did he.
Unable to help herself, Lian Qiao's body immediately stiffened, but then gradually began to soften under his gentle kisses, rendering her mind almost useless.
"Lian Qiao?"
Seeing her lost in thought, Xing Liehuo helplessly turned her body to face him, wrapped his arms around her small waist, lowered his head, and began to kiss her soft lips.
Lian Qiao wanted to dodge, but how could she get her way in front of this man?
Soon, before she could come back to her senses, her mouth was captured by the audacious man who brought the cold wind into the room, and he held it tightly.
