"Of course not!"
She exclaimed in shame and anger, using the back of her hand to fiercely wipe the spot his lips had touched.
There was still a trace left from his kiss, but no matter how hard she wiped, the lingering warmth wouldn't go away.
Seeing her action full of disgust, Lu Jihan's face turned a few shades colder, and he swiftly reached out to grip her chin.
Their noses were almost touching, eyes locking onto each other. With just a small motion, those four lips that were inches apart seemed on the verge of pressing tightly together.
She widened her eyes, trying hard to ignore the closeness between them and his fervent breath...
But it was in vain, as the warm breath brushing against her face made it itch.
To make things worse, her peach-shaped buttocks were pressed tightly against the man's upper thighs, and as the car bounced, they rubbed against each other suggestively... it was maddening!
