"I'll give you one more chance. What should you call me?" Han Zhuoli threatened quietly. His slightly hoarse voice was tinged with attractiveness, hooking onto her heart such that her heartbeat followed the rhythm of his words.
"Mr Han, just let go first… mmph…" Once Lu Man opened her mouth, she would be interrupted by his kiss.
The person in front of her seemed to have found a new skill. He was exceptionally good at taking advantage of Lu Man right when she was about to speak.
Lu Man was blushing furiously. Feeling him sliding in, she could not untangle herself from his lips and tongue.
He pressed against her even harder. Even without him holding onto her, Lu Man was pressed so hard against the car door that she could not even move downwards.
Finally, Han Zhuoli let her go. "Try calling me Mr Han one more time."
