A mischievous glint flashed through Lu Jinchen's dark eyes. He raised his hand slowly, bringing his glistening fingers to his lips. With a wicked grin, he licked them, slow and deliberate, never breaking eye contact.
"You're right," he murmured darkly. "This is the kitchen. Naughty of us to get carried away in a place like this, isn't it?"
She glared at him, chest heaving, and body aching. She knew he was messing with her, deliberately winding her up. "Lu Jinchen," she growled, her voice full of desire and frustration.
But he only chuckled and tried to step back. That was his mistake. Before he could move, her legs clamped tighter around his waist, and her hands gripped his shirt. She pulled him closer, holding him in place with surprising strength.
"Finish what you started," she hissed, the command low, sultry, and undeniable.
He blinked, stunned for a second, before a dark chuckle rumbled from his chest. "You're going to ruin me, Xia Yuqing. And, I am all up for it."
