"Not talking, hmm?"
The husky voice carried a terrifying air.
Shen Cheng looked up to see his chiseled face coming closer to hers.
"Three." Shi Yu's face was getting increasingly closer.
"Two."
"One!"
The final countdown was made by Shen Cheng.
She watched him, her face full of provocation: "What, are you going to hit me?"
Shi Yu squinted at her, the corners of his mouth lifting into an elusive smile.
Shen Cheng could only feel his strong hand tightening around her waist, the force growing stronger.
He held her tightly in his embrace, making it difficult for her to move even slightly.
"Gentle... it hurts!"
Shen Cheng frowned tightly, a look of discontent on her face.
"Take it!"
Shi Yu said while squeezing her waist even more firmly.
Shen Cheng opened her mouth as if to say something, but she was suddenly silenced by his lips, obstructing whatever she wanted to say.
Prying open her lips, his tongue swept through her mouth, transferring all of his heat to her.
"Mmh..."
