“Is that so? President Bai can have a try first.”
Ye Wanwan was outraged by this man’s seduction.
The honeypot trap was her trump card tonight! So why was it him who used it first in the end?!
The progression of this plot was illogical!
She had to be the one in control tonight; she couldn’t allow this man to lead her by a leash!
Ye Wanwan took a deep breath and restrained herself from glancing at the half-naked chest. She hypnotized herself into thinking it was just a slab of stone underneath her hand and tried her best to enter the mode of a meditating old monk. “Esteemed Lord Asura, what are you doing? Please respect yourself. It’s utterly useless even if you act like this! If I like a person, I’d be wholeheartedly devoted to him, and he’d be the only person in my eyes and heart. Other beautiful men in my eyes are nothing but passing clouds. I’m not someone that can be mesmerized by beautiful men. The world claims I’m wanton and unrestrained, but I’m actually an honorable person… Mm…”
Before she could finish speaking, a scorching kiss sealed her lips again…
Ye Wanwan leaped up and forcefully pounced on him.
A second later, a “thud” was heard as the couple fell onto the sofa behind them.
Ye Wanwan pressed the man hard against the sofa and ripped off the final buttons on his shirt before releasing a frustrated scream and biting his collarbone, leaving red marks behind.
The man grunted and his ferocious eyes shifted to extreme gentleness and indulgence…
His hand loosely wrapped around her waist to prevent her from accidentally rolling off the sofa. “President Bai seems to be saying one thing but means another.”
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