Shi Yu's gaze was cold and piercing as he looked down at her and then took long strides towards the car.
How could a man, whose fire is about to burst through his veins from the stirring, care about anything else?
After Shen Cheng was hoisted into the back seat, before she could even speak, his burning hot body was already pressing down on her.
The frenzied kisses, impatient and relentless, showered her forehead, the bridge of her nose, her lips.
Then trailing down towards her neck and collarbone, lingering with no intention of stopping.
"Mmm—"
Shen Cheng's body felt like it was on fire, so scorchingly hot that she couldn't bear it herself.
Her soft moaning instantly ignited the desire that Shi Yu had momentarily suppressed in his body.
His breathing grew heavier as he recaptured her lips, prying them apart and entering dominantly.
Shen Cheng involuntarily lifted her arms to wrap around his neck, slightly tilting her delicate chin up to meet his kiss.
