Chen Nan was provoked by Su Yue's slightly challenging words, his blood boiling. His gaze instantly turned fiery, and he curled the corner of his mouth into a wicked smile: "Scared? Baby, don't regret this!"
As he spoke, he suddenly turned over and pressed Su Yue beneath him.
With his hands tightly gripping her wrists and raising them above her head, he brought his lips close to her ear and lightly bit her earlobe, whispering, "This time, I'm going to make you beg for mercy."
Su Yue's cheeks flushed red, but her eyes were filled with expectancy. She deliberately twisted her body, coquettishly saying, "It's still uncertain who will beg for mercy."
Seeing her seductive appearance, Chen Nan could no longer contain his desire. He lowered his head and kissed her red lips.
Su Yue closed her eyes, passionately responding to him.
Chen Nan's kiss was intense and dominant, his lips hot like a branding iron, firmly pressing against Su Yue's lips.
