Han Xi glanced sideways at Lu Jinghan, inadvertently catching sight of his eager anticipation, feeling utterly mortified.
At the traffic lights, Lu Jinghan held the steering wheel with one hand, while his right hand tightly interlocked with Han Xi's left hand, gazing at her affectionately.
Just one look, and Han Xi was ensnared in the deep whirlpool of this man.
Driving back to Lu Jinghan's villa, as soon as they entered, they kissed passionately, Han Xi leaning against his chest like a docile kitten, yielding to his every move.
In the heat of the moment, Lu Jinghan bent over and lifted Han Xi in his arms, striding toward the upstairs.
Han Xi's small hands tightly wrapped around Lu Jinghan's neck, her hot breath seeping through the thin shirt onto the firm chest of the man, Lu Jinghan's eyes darkened as he hastened his steps.
