Chapter 165: From now on, her love and hate have nothing to do with him

Norris Moore's resistance gradually melted under his aggressive kiss, her fingers restingly unconsciously on his shoulder turned into clinging, clutching his clothes, her eyes tearful and hazy from his passionate kissing.

Trenton Smith found that, compared to her alluring temperament, her kissing was entirely innocent.

He slightly lifted his head, his lips stopping by her ear, his voice husky as he asked, "In those years we were married, did I never properly kiss you?"

Norris was panting heavily; she had completely softened under his kisses, needing him to hold her to maintain her balance.

He watched her beautiful eyelashes, wet and trembling, lifted his thumb to caress her lips, then bent his head to kiss her again.

Norris was a bit resistant, but she couldn't refuse, she could only passively bear it all.