Gabriel Moore pushed the wheelchair in front of Vivian Morgan, wrapped his long arm around her, and kissed her deeply.
Unlike the previous fleeting kiss, only after a long while did Gabriel Moore slowly pull away.
Vivian Morgan's face was flushed with warmth after the passionate kiss.
However, the dignity of Lord Demon could not be trampled upon, and she could not admit she was stirred.
She straightened up, seated elegantly, and lightly laughed, "It seems like you do this to me in your dreams too?!"
Gabriel Moore gently shook his head, "No."
Vivian Morgan asked, "Then how is it?"
Gabriel Moore said seriously, "More!"
Vivian Morgan's smile froze, what did this man mean?
Was she being teased?
It truly trampled on the dignity of a demon, Vivian Morgan then laughed, "Really? How much more?"
Gabriel Moore's eyes flashed with a dark gleam, his gaze flickered between clarity and obscurity, his pupils as deep as the sea, as if trying to engulf Vivian Morgan.
