Li Xueyue eyed the other side of the pool a distance away— she'd never be able to escape from him. It was as if he knew what ran inside of her head.
"Good luck running," he murmured.
Within the next second, his finger gripped her chin and pulled her closer. His lips crashed upon hers, the kiss started off slow, gentle, and patient. It was sweet. Until it wasn't. Soon, his hunger for her was revealed.
He licked her lips and dove his slick tongue into her mouth. She moaned in response, her hand resting upon his jaw. She traced the length of it with her fingers as he tightly gripped her hips.
Yu Zhen pulled back to let her breathe, but continued his assault upon her. Now that they were husband and wife, he would stop holding back. He pressed open mouth kisses on the corner of her mouth. He trailed lower and reached one of the marks upon her neck. It was growing faint.
