When he finally pulled back, his lips still brushing hers, his breathing was uneven. "Fei Fei… don't ever think you can tease me and get away with it."
Her lips were swollen, her cheeks flushed, but she managed a breathless laugh, whispering against his mouth, "Then punish me, husband…"
His chest rose and fell sharply, her words like fire poured straight into his veins. Huo Ting Cheng's eyes darkened even more, his gaze fixed on her lips that were still damp from his kiss.
"You think I won't?" he muttered, his voice low, rough, sending shivers down her spine. His hand slid down her back, pressing her even closer into him until there was not a breath of space left between them.
Tang Fei's fingers clutched the back of his suit jacket, her body soft against his hardness. "Try me then," she whispered, her voice shaky yet daring, her face flushing crimson.
