Coughing, Ning Xi stared at Lu Tingxiao angrily like he was a huge bastard.
"Heh." Ning Xi’s cute look made Lu Tingxiao laugh; humor rippling in his eyes. He stubbed out the cigarette and breathed out all the smoke before turning his head and leaning in again to cover her lips.
Ning Xi’s first instinct was to escape, but a hand on her waist held her still, and that low, hoarse voice was in her ear again. "I’ll do it slowly this time."
And then before she knew it, her senses were overwhelmed by fierce, almost violent, tobacco-flavored kisses…
Ning Xi was kissed until she was completely addled and dizzy, as if she was floating on a cloud.
The only thing she was still aware enough to be sure of was that this man was more dangerous than cigarettes.
Bang. The seat back was lowered, and a man’s burning hot body followed her down.
Ning Xi could hardly breathe; she felt her whole body start to fall, deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper, until she hit the bottom of the ocean…
