After a passionate French kiss, Xuanyuan Mo finally let go of Duanmu Xi slowly.

As he stared at her red face, Xuanyuan Mo's amber eyes became dark again. He hung his head and gave her a peck on the red lips.

"Wait for me." His hoarse voice carried strong desire, making him even more enchanting.

Duanmu Xi was still in a trance. She hadn't recovered from that passionate kiss yet. Hearing Xuanyuan Mo's fascinating voice, she nodded ...