The height difference between them was huge, and Lu Liangwei was forced to lift her head to receive his kiss.
She felt that the strong arms wrapped around her waist were going to snap her in half.
She shook her head in discomfort, but the movement only intensified his voraciousness.
Lu Liangwei snapped back to her senses, instantly regretting what she had said just now. Her words had obviously triggered Long Yang terribly.
Only when she felt herself running out of breath did he finally release her.
His rough thumb caressed her slightly swollen lips.
"We are not suited to be father and daughter with such a relationship. Remember this, and don't you ever mention it again." Long Yang's voice was husky and menacing, and it carried an undertone of warning.
Lu Liangwei's body felt a little weak, and she vented silently, 'Dictator!'
