"Mmph…."
Feng Jiu let out a muffled groan and stared up at him wide-eyed with astonishment. She saw Hell's Lord had taken off his mask and covered her eyes with one hand to block her passionate gaze...oh, her angry gaze.
The cold flavour that uniquely his wafted in her nostrils. Rough and totally masculine lips touched her moist red lips with a bit of madness, a bit of punishment. It was a ruthless kiss... No, he's nibbling and biting.
Black lines were written all over her face. She was totally stunned and speechless. Was she forcibly kissed? The passionate-kind of kiss? The ruthlessness was like a passionate kiss, but what does it mean when someone was nipping and gnawing at you like a bone?
