Leng Yejin did not know, and he did not want to think too much about it. He cupped Tong Lu's face in his hands and gazed at her intently.'This is the wife that my brother, who was killed by the bomb, has set up. Can I trust her? is she worth treating with my heart?'
The look in his eyes made Tong Lu's hair stand on end. By the time she came back to her senses, there was a hint of warmth in his eyes. Leng Yejin kissed her without any hesitation.
He pressed down on her face, shoulders, chest, and collarbones.
It was a long and unbearable affair. Tong Lu could not suppress her voice. Her mind was in a daze. In the end, she pressed her fingers tightly on his shoulder. She was so immersed in it that she could not stop herself. She panted heavily for a long time.