Zhang Jingdong kissed Yan Ning for another five or six minutes.
Moreover, this time, Zhang Jingdong's hands weren't idle. After all, he had already followed through all the processes with Yan Ning except for that part, so he knew her preferences.
Therefore, when he finally let go of Yan Ning, she was a bit unsteady on her feet.
Zhang Jingdong wrapped his arms around her waist, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, "I'll ask you again, do you dare to get angry with me in the future?"
Though Yan Ning still didn't want to give in, she knew that if she didn't this time, Zhang Jingdong might do anything.
She hesitated for a few seconds, then gave Zhang Jingdong a fleeting sideways glance, "You're still so domineering... Okay, I'll never be this angry with you again."
"But there's one condition; you're not allowed to..."
Before she finished her sentence, Zhang Jingdong's right hand suddenly resumed its automatic cruising mode.
"You..."
