351 Who Exactly Is She

Their breathing started to sync.

When Xia Ling realized that their positions were not quite right, it was too late. She did not dare to move an inch. She batted her long eyelashes like the flapping wings of a butterfly and looked at Big Boss Li with bright eyes. His penetrating gaze, sharp nose, beautifully shaped thin lips, Adam's apple, collarbone, and chest…

Her face flushed, her body temperature increased, and her heartbeat quickened.

Li Lei lowered his head and lightly kissed her before deepening the kiss.

Her breathing gradually increased. Seeing that he was sneaking his hand into her clothes, she lightly pushed him. "Li Lei, don't…"

He was spellbound but controlled himself after her rejection. This was the tatami mat in the tea room, and he could not want her in such a cheap location. He let go of her and leaned his forehead against hers. "Let's continue at home, alright?" He mumbled incoherently.