However, he suddenly lifted her overhead, and Bo Fengheng, with an unscrupulous lean and a teasing smile, said, "Kiss me, and I might consider it."
"You shameless thing." Mu Yin was furious and raised her hand to slap him.
But he was prepared for that, agilely dodging as he pulled her in by the waist and firmly captured her lips with his own, murmur triumphantly, "Little Wild Cat..."
Soft warmth, scorching breath...
Mu Yin stiffened, her heartbeat slowed for a beat, her face heated up fiercely, and a strange, unsettling stimulation spread through her body.
She wanted to resist, but when she tried to move, she found herself inexplicably weak, incapable of exerting any strength. She saw a sly glint flash in the man's eyes as he took his chance to pry open her lips...
Mu Yin shuddered, feeling an intense heat surge up within her.
What was happening?
At the sensation of the man drawing nearer, her mind went blank.
