Sixty-one

n"Not ink…" Han Bi called out to him, her voice dazed. Suddenly, she tiptoed and kissed his lips. Ye Fei Mo was caught off guard. She stumbled a few steps, and he instinctively reached out to steady h...ulder, "Can't you hold on until we get home""No!" Ye Fei Mo didn't hide his ferocity at all, decisively blocking her lips. With the suit as a cover, Ye Fei Mo's actions became bolder. He held her warm...