C1018 Flushing Heart Beat

"Lowly!"

"Oh, is there anything else?"

"Bastard!"

"Continue."

"Rogue!"

"Curse again."

"..." "Hrm …"

This time, Su Huahua had no time to finish her sentence before her lips were blocked.

Lu Yihan held her face firmly with both of his hands, not giving her the slightest chance to struggle. His thin lips pressed down accurately onto hers, and he inhaled forcefully