117 Move Past The Bulwarks

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Once they got inside Yan Xiaoran's penthouse, the first thing they did was lock themselves on tight embrace.

Alexander pushed her to the wall that took her out of breath and pinned her hands on top of her head.

"You know… you're misbehaving a lot these days. Pray tell me, what happened to you?" Alexander whispered against her lips.

With a smirk that pulled the corners of her mouth, Yan Xiaoran lightly and quickly kissed him before she said, "Misbehave? I don't know what you're talking about."

She suddenly ran her tongue across his lips, licking it like it was a delicious lollipop.

In a fraction of a second, Alexander's hands were already on her face, cupping it in his hand. He then leaned forward and caught her lips within his and started to kiss her passionately.