Wei Anning blinked her eyes, looking at the man hovering above her. His eyes glowed with a dangerous light, causing her heart to race, and her breath was filled with his cool masculine scent.
She could almost guess what he was about to do.
He suddenly kissed her, starting with a restrained shallow kiss, then transforming into a deep kiss that seemed to want to swallow her whole.
Their heated breaths intertwined intimately, seeking each other, his body taut and hard as a rock, branded against her skin, like being scorched by a flint.
Her vision blurred with mist, and when he signaled for further demands, she suddenly opened her eyes, still rational, knowing they were in the downstairs living room. If Lu Feng brought Chenchen back and caught them, it would be awkward.
She pushed at his shoulder, "Let's go upstairs."
Seeing she no longer resisted, Leng Youchen's eyes burned like a flame, kissing her while picking her up, carrying her upstairs to the second floor.
