Chapter 77: A Man Must Marry the Woman He Loves Most
Qiao Ruoxin giggled softly, lowering her voice, "Did you really clear the place out?"
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hmm?"
She suddenly leaned in close, her black and white eyes fixated on the man's handsome features.
Whispering, "If you cleared the place, kissing would be allowed too."
Mo Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud, "So forward? Are you soliciting a kiss?"
Qiao Ruoxin snorted, "Kiss if you want, don't wait until it's too late."
After speaking, she turned to walk away, but suddenly Mo Chen grabbed her slender wrist, pulling her into his embrace.
He bent down and kissed her.
"Mmph... Mo Chen! You're a pervert! I took the initiative to let you kiss me, and you're still not satisfied. Do you only feel something when you force me?"
Sometimes she really thought that Mo Chen had a masochistic streak.
The man's large hand clutched her head, his voice hoarse to the extreme, "Lately, I also feel like I might have developed a taste for perversion."