"I'll only roll with you."
As he spoke, he placed his burning hot hand on her waist, dominantly pinning her against the wall.
Eva Nightingale: "!!!"
Feeling inexplicably that his hand was so hot, his force was too strong, making her lose balance and have to lean against the wall.
Wasn't he supposed to go away?
What else does he want to do...
"Mmh—" Her cherry-colored lips were sealed, an enticing breath swept into her mouth, and his soft tongue just slipped in.
He actually kissed her?
She was furious, of course, she couldn't allow him to touch her, and she reached out to push him away forcefully: "Ugh..."
His shoulder was wrapped in bandages, and with such a push, he groaned in pain!
In pain, he let her go.
He let go so decisively, she should be happy, but she wasn't, especially after such a heated argument, she entirely forgot about his injury...
"I'm pregnant with someone else's child, and you're still kissing me, you..." She said spitefully.
