"Ah!"
The sudden appearance of this malevolent spirit startled Nie Yinghong.
Before she could comprehend, Lin Fan pinned her against the shoe cabinet and kissed her full lips.
"Mmm, mmm..."
As Lin Fan's tongue broke through her pearly teeth, feeling the fiery intrusion, Nie Yinghong realized he's not a ghost.
And those strong hands kneading her plump body were so full of power, making her a bit bewildered.
"Has it been too long since you had a French kiss? Your eyes are so wide!"
Lin Fan released Nie Yinghong's mouth and looked with a mischievous smile at her teary face.
"You... you're not dead... I... I thought I... killed you!"
Leaning against the shoe cabinet, Nie Yinghong looked at Lin Fan with tearful eyes.
It wasn't until those falling rocks blocked the road back to the city that she understood why Lin Fan didn't let her ride in his car.
And she finally realized why Huo Ben kept asking her to lead Lin Fan to Huanglan Village.
