Fierce Woman

He suddenly kissed her, and her red lips were enveloped in his gentle touch. Leng Zhiyuan's hand was still beneath his shoulder, and she said, "What are you doing? I am applying medication…"

"Don't apply it anymore… There are other places on my body that need your assistance…" He wrapped her small protesting hand and brought it downwards.

Leng Zhiyuan's ears were burning up. She quickly shook his large palm off as she said, "Don't… I have medication on my hands. I am not clean…"

"Then don't struggle. You are seducing my heart so much that it is itchy," he muttered unclearly as he bit her small earlobes.

"You… You don't want to sleep?"

"It will be easier to sleep afterwards."

His large palm firmly caressed her soft waist. Leng Zhiyuan's small face was red as she closed her eyes. Her hands were still full of the medication that he gave her, and she hugged his toned waist.

"What is going on between you and Ye Ziyi?"