Marry Me
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Zhou Yao leaned over and kissed her snow-white earlobe. "Why? You don't like it?"
He deliberately lowered his voice, his masculine voice kept drilling into her eardrums. Leng Zhiyuan's shoulders trembled, and she said, "Who knows if this diamond ring is the one you gave to those women in the past..."
Before she could finish, she felt a pain in her earlobe. It turned out that he had bitten her. "Don't bring up this topic again!"
Leng Zhiyuan got angry. She pushed him away with force. "B*stard, you did something wrong, and you forbade me from bringing it up... Ugh!"
Zhou Yao blocked her red lips fiercely with his.
Leng Zhiyuan couldn't talk. He came in forcefully and domineeringly and entangled with her tongue. The two small hands that were originally pressed against his chest could only slowly clasp the fabric near his chest...