Lu Tingchen began acting rather than speaking. He pushed Ye Wei onto the bed, kissing her hard with red-hot lips.
Ye Wei was startled by his sudden movement, and she struggled to open her mouth, saying: “Unc… Uncle, what are you doing?”
Lu Tingchen, without any expression on his face, did not speak, but continued to kiss Ye Wei fiercely.
In his eyes were incomprehensible flames, irritable, love, and somewhat punitive.
Subtle changes of emotions came on Lu Tingchen’s face. But Ye Wei was inexplicably a little uneasy, weakly swallowing saliva and asking, “Uncle, what are you doing? What's going on with you? You look so strange!”
After hearing Ye Wei's words, Lu Tingchen's expression was even worse. How dare she ask what was the matter with him? She dared to tell others that his penis was only five centimeters long, and she dared to ask him what was going on?
He involuntarily tightened his thin lips. As Ye Wei wanted to get away from this moody man, she was kissed again.