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The man's breathing was heavy, his ink-dark eyes were surging with tides, deeper than the night outside the window.

Ye Zhenzhen felt her clothes gradually diminishing, a large hand covering her waist, the heat was intoxicating...

Teetering on the edge of losing control.

Her wildly beating heart was pulled back by her brain reminding her to calm down, "Hmm..."

Song Jinze frowned slightly; a tingling pain traveled up from the tip of his tongue, and the wandering hand at the woman's slender waist stopped its movements.

He leaned down to press a kiss on her cheek, his voice hoarse and intense, "What's wrong?"

Ye Zhenzhen was somewhat dissatisfied; she had intended to talk to him after entering the room, but this man had suddenly disrupted her rhythm.

"Who asked you..."

To kiss her like that?