She was stunned, and now there was an air of danger about him.
The desire in his eyes seemed like it wanted to devour her completely.
His lips continued to kiss her skin, and his fingers moved from place to place all over her body. She felt like she had lost her strength.
"Jin... Jin... Don't... Don't do this..." stammered Ling Yiran as she tried to stop him from doing anything further.
However, right now, she could not move his hand.
He had already torn her floral dress to shreds. Then, he straightened up, looked down at her, and took off his jacket...
Ling Yiran was trembling. If it went on like this, they would probably...
No, she did not want it this way!
Especially now when he seemed different from his usual self. He wanted her just to prove something.
As his body covered hers once again, she began to struggle. "I don't want to prove it this way, Jin. This... This proves nothing at all."
"This proves nothing?" he asked in a mutter. "You want me, don't you? You desire me too. You love me!"
"Yes, I love you, so I'll love you even without doing this. But if I don't love you, I still won't love you even if you did this. If there's no love, it's nothing more than physical touch," said Ling Yiran.
However, her words seemed to make his eyes grow darker, more sensual, and more complex than she could understand.
He lowered his head and more kisses fell on her. "Then let's see if it's just physical touch..."
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