"Are you going to sign the contract?" Feng Yueming said.
"Yes, I'll sign," Mi Yao covered her face with both hands, sobbing uncontrollably, "Save my dad, save my dad..."
She kept mumbling that phrase.
"Kiss me," Feng Yueming uttered those two words.
Mi Yao swiftly threw herself onto him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her lips to his thin ones.
She didn't know how to kiss, so she clumsily pressed against his thin lips. He remained silent, not saying he would save her dad. She could only try harder, opening her own mouth to bite his lips, and then sticking out her little tongue.
Feng Yueming slightly raised his eyebrows, feeling both pain and pleasure. She was inexperienced and their teeth clashed together as she clumsily swept through his mouth, lacking any technique, but he was happy. She belonged only to him, now and in the future. She would only have him as a man.
He liked how subservient and obedient she appeared at this moment.