In order not to arouse Tang Ming's suspicion, he had to act more convincingly.
The air was taken away by him, Xu Xia's heart was pounding fiercely, she couldn't think at all, and she forgot to struggle, just clutching his shirt, foolishly letting him plunder.
All she could hear was her own heartbeat and his breathing, it felt like fireworks were exploding in her mind, one by one, splendid and beautiful.
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Initially, Leng Zirui would spare his attention for Tang Ming, but later, he had already forgotten about Tang Ming's matter.
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Xu Xia's body trembled, her fingers softened, and the little handbag in her hand slipped to the ground.
Bang!
The handbag hit the floor with a noticeable sound.
Hearing that sound, Leng Zirui suddenly snapped back to reality and released her.
Looking at Xu Xia in front of him, with her disheveled clothes, messy long hair, and lips flushed and glistening from his kiss, Leng Zirui frowned in frustration.
