820 30-Day Deadline

Long Jinjing became dazed after hearing Lu Zihao's inconceivable words. She shook her head, not to deny what he said, but to clear her mind. She must be gawking at him like a red-faced idiot but her motor skills were unfortunately not working properly at the moment. 

Moving his head closer to hers until their noses were almost touching but not quite, Lu Zihao pressed her chin up to close her gaping mouth. There was a slight seductive smile on his sinful lips.

"If this is what it takes for you to allow me to fuck you again, then so be it," he said in a low, mesmerizing voice. "I agree to your terms, Jinjing. But you also must agree to the terms that I said just now. What do you say?"