Su Lingzhi sat up straight, her delicate face flushed with a rosy hue, and her ears were even redder, almost as if they were bleeding.
Suddenly, she cupped his face and locked him in a deep kiss.
Fu Yinli held her back with one hand and supported the bed with the other. Soft fragrance filled his embrace, making it difficult for him to endure, "Don't ignite the fire, Zhizhi..."
Hearing his slightly breathless voice, Su Lingzhi stopped, her breath lingering at his Adam's apple, and retorted, "Your voice when aroused sounds really nice."
As soon as she spoke.
Fu Yinli flipped over and pressed her beneath him.
The situation became uncontrollable in an instant, and Su Lingzhi's heart pounded like a drum, "Aren't you supposed to attend a meeting?"
"The meeting is recorded; I'll watch it later."
"But..."
Fu Yinli sealed her lips with his...
