Xia Wanwan had just hung up the phone when the tall figure of a man leaned in, propping one hand against the wall and pinning her between his body and the wall.
Their bodies were intimately and tightly pressed together, the man's scorching breath cascading down upon her head, and Xia Wanwan's heartbeat uncontrollably began to race.
Xi Muchen's kiss descended once more, different from before, this time with a hint of punishment, both lingering and fervent. His fiery tongue slipped into her small mouth, entwining and teasing her tiny tongue. Xia Wanwan's body couldn't help but tremble, as she found herself melting helplessly against Xi Muchen.
"Really, you manage to be both infuriating and endearing, you little thing," Xi Muchen murmured between kisses.
"How... How have I been infuriating!" Xia Wanwan mumbled with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Hmm, it's not my wife who's been infuriating." Xi Muchen snorted: "It's that overconfident Gu Junhan who fancies my wife!"
