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Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 1330

His lips were cold, soft, and hot. She couldn't resist the force that constantly occupied her lips.

Monique knew it would be like this.

His strength was not light, as if he was punishing someone.

Both of them heard each other's unstable breath.

Just when Monique felt that he couldn't breathe, Henry finally let go of her.

Just like that!!!

Monique was out of breath. She had thought that Henry was going to take her here.

Henry suddenly stopped, which surprised Monique.

She blinked at Henry.

Her beautiful and clear eyes were like twinkling stars in the sky, shining brightly.

Henry looked straight at her with his inky eyes, with an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Monique's skin, which was as delicate as cream, her soft lips were red and swollen from his kiss, revealing a seductive light.

Because of her unstable breathing, she opened her mouth slightly, like a mermaid who was short of oxygen, which made him feel in a trance.

"What, do you want it?" The man's hoarse voice spread in the narrow space.

His voice was so pleasant, just like the mellow wine that had been brewed for many years. When she heard it, she was almost immersed.

Monique's delicate face was already white and red, and when she heard Henry's words, her face became even redder in an instant.

"It seems to be a little bit!"

"Monique, you seem to have fallen into the trap!"

Monique came to her senses.

Henry was deliberately teasing her.

"Come on!" Monique muttered in a low voice, and then was ready to push Henry away.

Henry's devilishly handsome face was right in front of her. His chiseled features, sword-shaped eyebrows, sexy lips, and facial features were perfectly matched.

Not to mention that his figure, which was even better than a model's, was really exposed in front of her.

She leaned against him, and his skin was tough and smooth.

The smoothness was definitely not inferior to any woman's.

It was as if she was taking the initiative to sacrifice herself.

She was so shy!!!

Before Monique could finish her words, Henry had already reached out his hand.

His slender fingers passed through her beautiful hair, and then moved her hair that was scattered at the corner of her eyes to the side.

His movements were soft.

It was as if he was taking care of a treasure.

There was a kind of affection in Monique's heart, and she couldn't help closing her eyes.

She thought that Henry had stopped her in order to kiss her, but he didn't.

He pressed her hair behind her ear with his slender fingers which landed on her slightly frowning brows.

Then he gently rubbed her eyebrows back and forth.

She could feel that his eyebrows were slightly loosened.

"Don't always frown. It's easy to get old!" Henry stared at Monique's delicate, fresh, and charming face with his dark and deep eyes.

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