The man pressing on her became heavier. He was breathing more heavily like a wild beast panting.

Despite this, Willow decided to play with fire at this moment. She lifted her head and kissed Jasper’s thin lips.

His gaze became even more profound, and he reached for the woman’s hand around his neck. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Let go.”

She had no choice but to comply and let go, but the next moment, her wrists were pressed against her head by the man.

The ambiguous atmosphere escalated.

Willow couldn’t help but tremble. She felt as if she was being held tightly by a wild beast and was unsure of how to react.

Finally, his lips met hers, but it was a gentle and tender kiss that intoxicated her.

were on fire. Jasper also realized that he had overstepped and immediately sat up while offering a hasty

pushed the

lips were slightly swollen, but her heart filled with sweetness. Her lips, still puckered, couldn’t

with her hand. That kiss, both domineering and gentle, really made

body was numb. Now, she was crouched on the ground with her face covered and she did not want

was too

pondered, a strange feeling of jealousy washed over her. She couldn’t help but wonder if he had only kissed her before. The way he kissed her just now didn’t feel like that

to the ground. She didn’t even know she had picked up the wrong one. Originally, it was a painting, but suddenly she had a different perception of it. The sea depicted in the painting now looked like the sky, while the golden cloud-like elements in the sky became treasures beneath

inspiration seemed to burst from her mind, leaving her dazed as she focused

wrong direction? Is this painting hinting that the treasures back then weren’t on

at the thought of this. She picked up the painting and rushed to

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