The intense kiss left Song Qiao utterly defenseless, even her voice tinged with a hint of sexiness as she placed her hands on the man's chest, attempting to push him away forcefully, only to be caught and pinned above her head at that very moment, restrained from moving.
It probably wasn't the first time she experienced such a plundering kiss. After struggling fruitlessly a few times, Song Qiao stood still, allowing the man to rampage in her mouth as he pleased.
She didn't struggle, but neither did she respond.
It was unclear what exactly dissatisfied Lu Jingchen, but the next moment he slightly exerted pressure on her chin, forcing her to open her mouth wider, and then his fervent tongue became even more domineering and rough inside her mouth, almost reaching down her throat.
