Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 843: The Story of Ling and Heng (106)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The man abruptly bent down. Feng Ling's eyes widened. The numb sensation on her lips and the unhesitating, overbearing kiss caused Feng Ling to stiffen. Her palms pressed painfully against the cold wall behind her.

The man took advantage of her dazed state and forced her teeth apart, ruthlessly kissing into her lips. The abrupt, intense kiss caused her body to tremble. She raised her hands subconsciously to push him away but was instead held even tighter into the man's embrace. He pressed her deeper against the wall, closing the gap between their bodies completely. In an instant, it seemed like he had stolen all of her air.

Around ten seconds later, the footsteps gradually approached. Feng Ling raised her eyes to stare at the man whose breath was deeply intertwined with hers.

Li Nanheng's expression was unchanged. Feng Ling maintained the awareness that they were engaged in a mission, but her emotions had grown slightly flustered due to his sudden kiss. He did not give her anytime for thought. He held her cheek firmly in his palm and bent closer to continue their intimate kiss.

The footsteps slowly approached. Li Nanheng warned her with his gaze—don't move.

Feng Ling completely did not expect he would come up to rescue her in such a manner. She naturally did not move. After all, she was still holding onto her awareness. However, she was barely holding onto her control. As the man's warm, soft lips pressed against her and their tongues deeply intertwined, she felt as though she had been doused in burning, hot water. From head to toe, all of her limbs were burning. Her palms remained pressed against the wall as though they had been frozen; she could not move them.

"Are David and the rest still in the private room?" The footsteps approached Nanheng's back. Several of the terrorist members who had just rushed back approached and scanned the people dancing. They were about to head into the private room when they abruptly noticed that, in the corridor ahead, there was a couple kissing deeply. From this angle, they could only see that the woman being kissed was very thin. She seemed to be passively receiving the man's forceful kiss. The man on the other hand was dressed in a black dress shirt. He was tall and broad-shouldered, drawing eyes toward his good figure.

"They should still be. The promised time is 8:30 p.m. We're almost late by an hour. They should still be waiting for us to plan this week's operation." The other person whispered back in their group: "Recently, the bar's business has been especially good. There are too many people coming in and out. We need to be more wary. Don't let them notice anything amiss."

"The people who come to bars to drink and look for women are all garbage, small fries. What's the point of being on guard against them?" the man leading the group spoke with a cold expression as he quickly walked past the couple kissing against the wall.

The group of more than ten could not help looking at the couple.

The instant their gaze shifted toward the couple, Li Nanheng directly pushed aside the straps of Feng Ling's dress. He continued pressing her tightly against the wall. Although only her shoulders were revealed, the people watching could not help but feel that the two were deeply immersed in their passion. It was as though they were truly acting out their desires intimately; they did not seem unnatural whatsoever.

In fact, as most of the gaze was concentrated on Li Nanheng's back, Feng Ling finally became enlightened. She lifted her originally stiff arms and reached forward to embrace the man's waist tightly. At the same time, as though she had lost control of her passion, she tugged his shirt out of his pants. Her hands reached into his shirt, mapping out his firm, well-crafted muscles messily.

"These days, the young people at bars are really open. They can actually do it right in front of the restroom…"

"Hahaha, if we weren't in a rush for time, I'm sure that in several minutes, we would be able to watch a live performance!"

The group walked by with boisterous laughter. They did not notice any weapons or suspicious items on this couple. Instead, the sight of them caused their blood to heat up and they quickly shifted their eyes away. They did not pay attention to the women's bathroom door that was ajar and directly walked away happily.

Although Feng Ling's palms had grown slightly rough from her frequent use of guns and rifles, a young woman's soft hands were still very different from a man's. As she intentionally explored the man's back, her touch was very different from the way they usually engaged in spars. It was unbelievably soft.

Their goal was to help her take away the terrorist's attention. After all, there were no other safer places to conceal themselves here. However, the sensation of her skin against his back caused Li Nanheng to lose control. He deepened the kiss further. As the soft, slender body in his arms was completely unaware of the next step, she could only obediently cooperate with him. He took advantage of the situation and forced apart her teeth once more. He harshly intertwined their tongues together, causing their breaths to turn hurried with the messy kiss. At this moment, his grip against Feng Ling's waist was extremely tight. He held her firmly in his arms, kissing her harshly and intimately.

When she heard the footsteps fade away, Feng Ling immediately shifted her hands away from the man's waist, pressing it against the wall once more. She did not dare to move recklessly, yet the man was still holding her in his arms.

She stared at him in dazed confusion; still somewhat affected by the alcohol she had drank. She wanted to speak but her lips were firmly covered by the man's. The deep kiss caused her lips to ache with numbness. Feng Ling opened her mouth to speak but the man took advantage of the opportunity and explored her lips further. It was as though he was trying to swallow her whole.

After confirming that the group had already entered the private room, she knew that the rest would definitely grow suspicious about Paul's delayed return. Feng Ling rushed to push Li Nanheng away, but the man instead pressed her harder against the wall. His arms locked tightly around her waist and his lips pressed even harder against her. The sensation that she would be eaten up by the man caused Feng Ling's jump into action. She subconsciously tried to push him away, but the man immediately bit down against her lip in punishment. The painful sensation made her sure that her lips were swollen by now.

She immediately tried to bite him back, causing the man to abruptly chuckle. She could not hear his laughter but could feel the shaking movements from his chest. She raised her palms and pushed him away with force, but the man was clearly one step ahead of her. He caught her wrists with one hand and shifted his other hand from her waist. He was reaching up firmly towards her chest!