"Xue'Er, do you want to kiss her?"
After leaving a mark on her slender neck, Chen Mo laid Ning Wan flat on the bed, then whispered in Liang Xue's ear.
The ticklish feeling made Liang Xue involuntarily squirm a little.
Upon hearing the young man's words, Liang Xue was startled, feeling a bit bewildered, but there was an inexplicable urge in her heart.
Ning Wan was already close to Liang Xue, and even though Chen Mo was whispering into Liang Xue's ear, Ning Wan could still hear it.
She who had given up struggling and was ready to cooperate, suddenly twisted her body, her eyes full of resistance.
"No, you can't..." Ning Wan hastily said, "I... I don't agree."
But this matter didn't require Ning Wan's consent.
Seeing Chen Mo's eyes fixed on Liang Xue, seemingly waiting for her answer, Ning Wan became anxious: "Marquis, please, don't, whatever else you want, I will agree to it, but please don't let Xue'Er..."
Before she could finish, Ning Wan's red lips were sealed with a kiss.
