Hitting Him With the Leather Whip

Lu Yeming frowned in pain and let go of her lips. But their faces were still plastered together, their breaths intertwined.

Having been kissed so thoroughly, her lips were now red and swollen.

His lips were shiny as well, a small stream of blood dripping down the corner of his lips from the bite she had just given him. He glared at her with a dark gaze, looking wild and devilish in his overflowing desire for her.

"Let me go, Ping Ping is here. If someone sees us, even jumping into the Huang River won't be enough to wash off our tarnished reputation."

"So be it then."

"What do you mean?"

Lu Yeming looked at her. "When you rejected me the last time, I gave you some time to think about it, so let me ask again, do you want to be together with me?"

Be together?

He had said that he missed her last time and this time he was saying that he wanted them to be together. He was gradually becoming more and more intimate.