...Gu Nanyan was almost at her wits' end with his shamelessness.
After struggling a bit, she was still unable to push him away; Lu Beicheng's kiss became even deeper and gentler, no longer as domineering as before.
Having not touched a man in years, Lu Beicheng's passionate and gentle kisses almost overwhelmed Nanyan.
It was a simple physiological response, unrelated to anything else.
Her hands clutched tightly at his clothes without pushing him away again, as Lu Beicheng took her soft tongue into his mouth.
Nanyan held her breath.
After three years, she couldn't deny that kissing Lu Beicheng still made her legs weak and her blood boil.
When Nanyan stopped resisting, Lu Beicheng grew even bolder, his hands encircling her waist as he rubbed against the inside of her clothes.
Nanyan shivered, goosebumps covering her skin.
At the same time, she snapped back to reality, mindful that she was there to talk business. She raised her hand to push him away, "Enough is enough, okay?"
