Qiao Zhaoyue bit her lower lip, enduring his wantonness.
Fu Yuxiu kissed every sensitive corner of her before finally, he turned her over and held her in his arms.
"You…" Qiao Zhaoyue exclaimed in surprise, opening her eyes to look at him.
Fu Yuxiu's handsome face drew close to hers, "Did you really think I called you back tonight just for a dinner?"
Qiao Zhaoyue was stunned.
Fu Yuxiu's lips curled into a cold sneer, "You underestimate me too much."
"I…" Qiao Zhaoyue bit her lip, "I didn't."
"Then prove it to me."
Qiao Zhaoyue's heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to refuse, Fu Yuxiu's hand pressed on her waist.
Her body trembled slightly, her cheeks flushed with heat, her hands resting on his solid and muscular chest, "I, I don't understand…"
"You don't need to understand," Fu Yuxiu said hoarsely, "You just need to cooperate with me like before."
Having said this, he bent down and sealed her lips.
Qiao Zhaoyue stiffened, her pupils suddenly dilating.
