Shang Mo: "…"
He understood. Of course, he did. He should be angry, but once he saw her gentle and beautiful smile, even if he was displeased, he could not seem to bear anger towards her.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Mo Feifei did not step back and raised her head to chastely kiss him back.
But a kiss was not enough for the desires he suppressed in his body exploded like a volcano. He lifted Mo Feifei's waist and turned her around. He then pinned her on the bed. In the midst of it, he continued to fervently kiss her.
At that moment, all words became shallow talk.
Only the movements of their bodies could strongly express their love for each other.
Mo Feifei felt confused but she could still feel his possessiveness.
Her whole body felt as though she was placed in running water, and it generated heat inside her. His hand landed on her body and every touch lingered.