No man can withstand such provocation, even if he knows it's intentional.
"You brought this on yourself," Ji Chengzhou's large hand weaved through Sang Qian's hair at the back of her head, pulling her in for another kiss on her fragrant, soft lips.
Sang Qian paused, then tilted her head back to reciprocate his kiss.
The atmosphere was intense, passion heightened.
A robe, a woman's bra, a man's underwear... They were strewn all over the floor.
Before she knew it, Sang Qian found herself carried to the bed, with the man's towering frame pressing down on her. As he readied himself, she braced her hands against his chest, "Could I ask you for a favor?"
His frown deepened unintentionally as Ji Chengzhou was interrupted, "Speak."
"Could you talk to Li Jinyan about Ling Ruonan's matter, and ask him to let her go?"
From the start, Ji Chengzhou knew why she had come, but to bring this up at such a critical moment made him lose control of his emotions a bit, "What if I refuse?"
