He intentionally emphasized the words ’again’ and ’kiss’ heavily, making Ye Zi blush immediately upon hearing them.
She tried to push Qin Jin away from her, but Qin Jin gripped her chin even tighter, while his other hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her into his embrace.
Ye Zi plunged into his arms, her face blushing even more intensely.
She tried to bury her head down, but Qin Jin didn’t give her the chance, lifting her chin again: "Not calling me, huh? Then let’s have a French kiss!"
Right after Ye Zi’s mouth was sealed, Qin Jin started his assertive conquest, skillfully prying open her teeth.
He rolled his tongue with hers, entangling her in his embrace.
Ye Zi was completely dumbfounded.
This... Is this a French kiss?
Qin Jin had consumed a fair amount of alcohol, and under its influence, a fire ignited in his blood.
He held the back of Ye Zi’s head with one hand, and cradled her face with the other, pressing her against the car door.
His tongue swept through every corner of her mouth, his hand slipping under her clothes.
When Ye Zi came to her senses, she bit his tongue.
Qin Jin groaned, moved away from her lips, breathing heavily, his eyes filled with desire and a hint of faint anger: "You bit me!"
Ye Zi, leaning against the car, supported his chest with her hands, her face flushed as she retorted, "I bit you! Who asked you to reach under my clothes!"
Qin Jin, furious, punched the car: "You’re my woman! Isn’t it okay for me to kiss and touch?"
"A girlfriend, not a woman," Ye Zi gently corrected him, her face still somewhat red.
"Others sleep together after dating for three days, and we have been together so much longer, yet you still won’t let me have a taste!"
Under the dim streetlight, Qin Jin’s handsome face was not only slightly angered but also flushed.
In his eyes, the most tormenting thing for a man is being close to a beauty he can’t have. It’s like enforced chastity!
Ye Zi looked at him innocently: "How do we start this ’taste’ you mentioned?"
Seeing that he didn’t respond, Ye Zi asked again, "What exactly do you mean by starting to have a taste?"
Qin Jin, supporting himself against the car, pressed his body against hers, suppressing her with a low, seductive voice: "Ever heard of car sex?"
Upon hearing the words ’car sex’, Ye Zi’s face, which had just soothed, blushed again.
Qin Jin, experienced with plenty of women, had never encountered someone like Ye Zi.
Seeing her blush, he couldn’t control the wicked thoughts in his mind.
He cursed under his breath, withdrew his hand, adjusted his disheveled shirt, and sat back into the car.
Ye Zi stood by the car, looking at him with a puzzled face...
Qin Jin started the car, only to give Ye Zi outside a cold glance, "Get in."
Ye Zi responded obediently, opening the car door and sitting inside.
Just as she sat in, before she could even fasten her seat belt, the car sped off swiftly.
Ye Zi instinctively grabbed the handrail above, screaming aloud.
The last time Qin Jin drove fast, she was terribly frightened, her face completely pale when she got out of the car.
The nightmare hadn’t faded yet, and here it was repeating; Ye Zi couldn’t handle it.
Listening to her screams, Qin Jin found pleasure.
Finally, he glanced at Ye Zi and slowed down the car a bit.
Still, his handsome face was void of warmth, his voice harsher than before: "Come over and hold my waist."
Hearing his voice, Ye Zi let go, threw herself toward the man next to her, and tightly wrapped her arms around his waist.
Qin Jin, without a sideward glance, drove a good distance before speaking leisurely: "In three more months, we’ll sleep together."