Chapter 142 Wife, Don't Be Angry

Su He's heart raced unnaturally as he gazed intently at her.

Thump thump thump!

It felt like a little deer was running amok.

She blinked her alluring peach blossom eyes, the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye adding a touch of allure.

"I..."

She had just begun to speak, uttering only a word, when he pulled her abruptly into his broad chest.

Immediately after, her red lips were sealed by a kiss.

"Mmm..."

Lips and tongues intertwined, passionately fiery.

He clasped the back of her head with one hand, and her slender waist with the other.

Nipping, biting, teasing...

To describe the kiss in one sentence: It was a bit rough!

This sensation was something she had never experienced before; his kisses usually carried a gentle dominance.

Yet, she could also feel the restrained emotions within him.

All she could do was inwardly sigh—after all, it was she who had provoked this.