Marry Me (8)

That stopped An Xiaxia from struggling. She could only take it as he deepened the kiss.

Her eyes went teary and she was a little confused.

What did those letters stand for?

She was lost in thought. Sensing that her mind had wandered off, Sheng Yize sucked the tip of her tongue hard and she almost broke into tears at the pain.

She could feel his hot breath on her neck and hear his mesmerizing, husky voice in her ears. "Concentrate!"

"It hurts…" she complained in a tiny voice. Her eyes glistened, as if the tears were ready to fall at any moment.

Sheng Yize softened at this and he loosened his grip a little. The girl's cheeks were flushed and her tender lips looked deliciously red, which only accentuated her exquisite features.

Moved by this sight, he began to unbutton her coat and he pulled down the collar of her shirt with his long fingers, revealing her fair skin and delicate collarbones.

An Xiaxia blushed. "Stop…"