The mountain has trees and trees have branches, my heart delights in you, yet you don't know...
Who says you do not know, but knowing, what difference does it make?
In Baili Xia's uneasy waiting, the man suddenly put away his phone.
With a sweep of his large palm, he cupped her delicate head and pressed her towards him.
"Uncle... mm—"
Baili Xia's voice vanished into his mouth.
The domineering kiss came in fiery from the start and wouldn't let go.
Instinctively, Baili Xia wanted to escape, but Mu Xiaojiu stubbornly held her head in place.
No matter how she tried to flee, she could not escape his invasion.
He was just that domineering, regardless of time, regardless of place.
As long as he wanted, he would make it happen.
But this time, she seemed not to want to evade anymore.
Mrs. Hong said, the way Uncle looked at her was like how Bei Fengjin looked at Bei Qingyou years ago…
Though she always voiced skepticism, her heart already acknowledged it.
