Song Yu's kisses were fiery hot, clinging desperately to Li Chen.
Her crimson lips ceaselessly sought Li Chen's, her silky little tongue sliding out from between her teeth, probing its way into Li Chen's mouth.
The motions were a bit unpracticed, but full of zeal.
After a moment of kissing, seeing that Li Chen stood still, she slowly withdrew, confusion in her eyes.
Suddenly recalling something, her pupils flushed crimson with tears shimmering, she trembled, "Brother Chen, do… do you find me disgusting?"
"I really am pure. Drinking with them was only to make some money, I've never done anything else."
As she spoke, tears welled up irresistibly.
"Xiao Yu, are you really sure about this? I'm not a one-woman man, and I have a girlfriend..."
Li Chen sighed and said.
If it had been the old days, when he'd talk money not feelings, he wouldn't have hesitated.
But now, comprehending Song Yu's affections and aware of her plight, his heart softened.
