1092, The Return of Lord Buddha Yu (2)
However, when Mu Anran took a closer look, she found that Yu Lingqian's face seemed to have become much thinner.
Underneath his sharp eyes, there were bluish-gray shadows.
There were scratchy stubbles on his chin, making him look haggard, invoking more pity.
Mu Anran's rejecting gesture froze.
Suppressing her longing and resentment towards him, Mu Anran's tense body let him ravage her lips.
Yu Lingqian's lips, carrying a heated breath and an unresisting dominance, ravaged and bit on hers.
His body pressed on her legs, deftly avoiding her stomach, rendering her unable to resist.
This kiss was extremely fierce and domineering, as if he wanted to drain all the air from Mu Anran's lungs.
Kissed to the point of nearly unable to breathe, Mu Anran finally extended her fists, continuously pushing the person on her.
"Mm... Yu..."
Mu Anran was about to call his name.
But her slightly parted lips gave the man an opportunity to invade.
