67 Is This Bear a Female or Male?

The girl's voice was soft and sweet. Lu Shaoming looked at her red lips, his Adam's apple bobbed, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't want me to be angry, then why don't you give me something?"

What else does he want?

Ning Qing closed her eyes, copying what he did last time. She slightly parted her cherry-colored mouth and sucked strongly on his lips.

The next second, Lu Shaoming pinned her down. His large hand found her soft waist, which he loved the most, and gently squeezed it. The other hand was on the back of her head; Lu Shaoming switched from a passive role to a more dominant role and kissing her lips.

"Mmph..." Ning Qing was in slight discomfort. Before he'd kissed her gently, entwining together, but now he was using a lot of strength, sweeping over her like a storm and causing her tongue to go numb.

She couldn't breathe well, her mouth was filled with his refreshing aroma and his saliva, and she daren't swallow.