Patting Her Lightly

Even though Lu Yeming had settled everyone, Jun Xiqing still continued resisting, thrashing about as she screamed, "Ah, don't touch me! Get lost! Scram!"

Lu Yeming knelt on one knee on the bed, holding her shoulders. "Qingqing, look at me. Who am I?"

"You're a bad guy! Get lost!"

Jun Xiqing scratched his face with her long fingernails, causing a blood wound. She was very agitated, almost like she had gone crazy.

But Lu Yeming only raked his fingers through her hair, holding the back of her head before he kissed her red lips.

Murong Ling, "…"

F*ck! Even now he had been forcefully fed some dog food!

Lu Yeming kissed her so overbearingly, forcing his unique, masculine breath on her. Still Jun Xiqing continued to punch him, just like a little porcupine that wouldn't stop attacking him. She opened her mouth, biting the corner of his lip.