Master

The man's muscular body forced itself between her legs. His hand grasped the back of her head and he was kissing her forcefully.

His long tongue delved into her mouth, taking in every sweet inch of her. He hooked her tongue as if he was eating the most delectable snack in the world and his kissing was relentless.

Mmgh!

Feng Lingxue felt breathless. She felt as though she was going to be devoured by his ravenous kissing.

Didn't he despise her lips?

Why was he kissing her so ferociously now?

Just when she was about to run out of breath, Feng Lingxue placed her hands on his muscular chest and pushed him away.

Then she laid her head docilely against his chest and wrapped her arms around his torso.

Xuan Ying's eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was ragged. His lips were on her hair. He had actually been so stimulated by her kiss that he had lost control of himself.

He wanted her.