Avril's delicate body trembled slightly, yet a blush of shyness flitted across her face, because she realized that Lu Tianxing's fingers seemed to be getting more and more unruly. The key thing was, apart from resisting, she even felt a hint of desire in her heart, wishing Lu Tianxing would push even further, which made Avril's expression increasingly panic-stricken.
"Lu... Lu Tianxing, are you really not going to let me go?" Avril struggled to suppress the throbbing in her heart, clinging to her last hope, and asked with a slight quiver in her voice.
"What do you think?"
Lu Tianxing spoke slowly, his voice somewhat deep. As he spoke, without realizing what he was doing, he directly lowered his head and kissed Avril's red lips.
