Lu Meng's eyes suddenly widened, "This...what's going on?!"
She asked him to taste whether the cherry was sweet, not to kiss her!
Bastard!
Once again taking advantage of her!
She freed one hand and whimpered in protest.
The man let out a low laugh, whether she struggled or cooperated, she couldn't escape.
The air was still filled with his cool masculine scent, faintly drifting into her nose.
Lu Meng was dizzy, only then did the man let her go.
The wife in his arms had a fair face that was blushing, and her eyes were misty, looking pitiful.
Really, it made him love her all the more.
Song Yunchi couldn't help but chuckle, resting his forehead against hers, "We've been married for so long, and you still don't know how to kiss."
"Who, who says you have to know how to kiss when you're married?"
Lu Meng regained her composure and looked up to glare at him fiercely.
Their faces were so close that her thick eyelashes could almost brush against him.
