Hua Xiaomai was easily swept into his arms, her cheek pressed flush against his firm chest, and she whispered softly, "You won't let me speak..."
The man immediately chuckled lowly, his chest vibrating slightly with the sound.
Hua Xiaomai was a bit stunned. Having known him for so long, it seemed to be the first time she had heard such a hearty laugh from him; even a slight curl of his lips was considered giving face, wasn't it? But before she could even react, he had already flipped over and pressed down on her, pinning her to the bed without a word, and a voracious kiss landed on her lips.