"We haven't been doing what we love to do!"
"..." Jing Yiren slowly raised her eyes, blushing and meeting Lu Ming's deep gaze.
She had no idea how charming her shy appearance was.
In the next unexpected second, Lu Ming made a sudden, commanding, and wild move.
Perhaps it had been too long since he had last touched her, Lu Ming, with his passion burning like fire across his entire body.
His blood roiled like a flood within him, surging to his lower abdomen.
He held her tightly in his arms, wishing he could melt her into his bones.
Jing Yiren was held tightly by Lu Ming, their burning bodies pressed against each other.
Under Lu Ming's aggressive and domineering move, Jing Yiren's mind went blank, and her body went limp.
Her soft, powerless hands instinctively hooked around Lu Ming's neck, as if she feared collapsing.
Suddenly, Lu Ming drew a deep breath and let out a low grunt.
It's as if a volcano of desire erupted within him.
