"Looking at me like that, do you know you're tempting someone to commit a crime?" Gu Moqian lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice indescribably husky and captivating.
"I... I'll stop looking." Ji Wei's heart fluttered, and she quickly turned her head aside.
"Too late."
As Gu Moqian finished speaking, his slightly cool lips pressed down on hers. Ji Wei didn't dare to struggle, afraid of touching his wound.
She obediently tilted her head up, allowing him to kiss her as he pleased.
Their breaths wove together, gradually becoming rapid.
The strange feeling in her heart grew stronger, and Ji Wei finally couldn't resist pushing him away, escaping from his lips and tongue. She breathed slightly heavily, her cheeks flushed, "Moqian, we should get going."
If not for being in a hurry, Gu Moqian really didn't plan on letting her go, needing to hold her down and take his fill.
...
The silver-gray Maybach sped all the way down the road.
