Eleven was stunned and speechless for a moment. She felt so embarrassed that her cheeks were getting redder, and she didn't dare to look into Mo Ye's eyes. She wanted to escape, but she was trapped in his little space.
Step by step.
Saying that they were the Romeo and Juliet of the underworld was really accurate. But kiss and hug? Since when did she allow him to kiss or hug her? Eleven wanted to refute him, but she turned mute at the sight of Mo Ye's smiling eyes.
Suddenly, she felt that her waist was grabbed tightly, and her back heavily banged onto the door. Mo Ye kissed her lips deeply with one hand on her waist, and the other on her hair, plundering the sweetness between her lips.