Chapter 31 His Belongings Can Not Be Touched

"Yvette, I'm so kind to you."

He meant that he was so "kind" to her that she would slap Lance in the face for another man.

Yvette was terrified.

She patted him, but Lance's dick was as hard and hot as a piece of burning iron.

With a tearing sound, Lance ripped off Yvette's clothes fiercely.

The cold wind blew on Yvette's white and tender skin, rolling up countless cold waves.

Lance was so angry that he snapped. His eyes were deep as he looked around.

Yvette's face was as beautiful as peach blossom, and his kiss mark was still on her delicate neck.

There was a bit of red on her fair neck, which lured Lance's heart.

Her skin was tender, and a little bit of grinding would leave a deep mark that would be difficult to remove in a few days.

Lance didn't want to be so rough with her, but when he thought of Yvette hitting him for others, his body felt like it was on fire, and even his throat was burned painfully.