"Don't." An Ning cried out loudly.
Yu Jingchen was only trying to scare her.
An Ning bashfully pushed his large hand away. "You can't."
Yu Jingchen's entire body pressed down upon hers. "Isn't this what you want?"
An Ning felt as if all the air in her chest had been squeezed out by him, leaving only her disheveled heartbeat and ripples of sensation. "No... I didn't."
Yu Jingchen pressed fervent kisses to her red lips, breathing hot air into her ear. "Little liar, I won't believe any of your excuses."
"President Yu, let me go first, then I'll explain." An Ning felt as though she would melt away in the palm of his hand.
His fiery gaze landed on her tender earlobe, he mumbled, "Some things don't need explanations."
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have barged in," An Ning said with a trembling voice.
Her lips quivered continuously, as if inviting him to kiss them.
His rough fingers stroked her trembling lips back and forth. "Will you still dare to associate with other men, hmm?"