He approached her step by step, trapped her in his arms, and with a low, sexy voice, whispered in her ear: "Marry me, and I will make you the happiest woman in the world!"
Her seductive eyes narrowed slightly and her flaming red lips slightly raised, "Mr. Song, a good horse never turns back to eat grass. Don't you understand this principle?"
"I love to eat you, the loser." A devilish smile appeared on his handsome face.
She struggled and resisted: "But I don't love it."
"It doesn't matter, love is something that needs to be developed slowly. Besides, I have very good physical strength, and I'm very good at it!"
Pet article, one-on-one!
