The Story of Ling and Heng (255)

The sky outside had already darkened.

However, the room was well-lit.

The height difference between them was too big. Feng Ling leaned against the bedside as the man held onto her chin to kiss her. She felt somewhat breathless.

Whenever she became weak from his kisses, the man's hands would move along her body and into her clothes… taking advantage of her…

"Li Nanheng, you can't come to my room like this everyday." Feng Ling pushed him away breathlessly. She shifted her head away to say: "You promised to allow me to continue acting as a man. I…"

"In front of them, not in front of me." The man's voice was right next to her lips. "In front of me, continue being a woman."