Rose of Heaven

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The photographer's surprised eyes wandered around the two of them. Lin Jingmo naturally noticed it and quickly stopped looking at him.

Just then, the assistant took her to change clothes. Lin Jingmo greeted the photographer, pretending not to see the curiosity and strangeness on her face, and followed the assistant to the stylist's RV.

After changing clothes and going to the parking lot, there was a black sedan parked next to the original business car. As she approached, the door on one side was opened. In the not-so-bright car, Lin Jingmo saw a pair of shiny leather shoes and his crossed legs.

Seeing this, Mimi whispered to Lin Jingmo: "There is no schedule for the rest of the day, so shall we go first?"

Since the last time he made their relationship public in the box, the core members of the team, such as the assistant agent, all knew that Lin Jingmo had a "boyfriend."

Lin Jingmo nodded in response, then walked to his car and got in.

When the car door slammed shut, Lin Jingmo, who had not sat down yet, was held on his lap by him. She looked away in panic and saw that the partition in front had been lowered. Her chin sank slightly in her chaotic heartbeat. He used two fingers to turn her face over, and a compelling and handsome face enlarged and approached, swallowing her breath.

It was like dry firewood was crushed and thrown into a blazing furnace, but Lin Jingmo's body softened into a pool of water in an instant.

Cheng Yaosi kissed her fiercely, picking her soft lips, the sweetness in her mouth, the shower gel she often used was steamed by her body with its own unique smell, Cheng Yaosi was satisfied with the smell, and greedily wanted more, his hands tightly around her waist.

I can't breathe.

Lin Jingmo panted, her whole body softened as she gently pushed his chest. Although his kisses were similar before, today he seemed particularly fierce. The tip of her nose was pressed, and she couldn't breathe well. She could only ask for air from his mouth. Her beautiful tongue was entangled, and he kissed her back even more fiercely with a burning gaze, a vicious cycle.

The root of Lin Jingmo's tongue was numb, and her lower abdomen felt like it was being washed by hot water, with waves of warm currents flowing through her limbs.

"Hmm..." She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her mind was in a mess, and before she ran out of oxygen, she slapped his hands that were tightly clasped around her waist and told him to stop.

When she raised her head, Lin Jingmo laughed, her eyes rippling, as vivid as a rose blooming with dew in spring. Cheng Yaosi's hands unconsciously rubbed back and forth on her back, and he was distracted by her smile.

She didn't remove the lip makeup on her lips. Today she used the brightest red. Cheng Yaosi kissed her lips and his lips were also smudged. Now he looked even more stupid, as if he had drunk fake wine. She

continued to laugh at her own metaphor. She took out a mirror from her crossbody bag and looked at herself. Then she faced him to let him see her appearance. Cheng Yaosi was stunned and reached for a tissue. Lin Jingmo held his hand and said, "The tissue is hard to wipe."

As he said that, he took out a wet wipe from his bag. This wet wipe had a makeup removal function. Lin Jingmo took out one and handed it to him, but Cheng Yaosi didn't take it. He leaned back with a dark look in his eyes and started to act like a big shot.

Lin Jingmo raised an eyebrow. Okay, just consider it an apology in advance.

The slightly cool wet wipe gently wiped away the lipstick marks around Cheng Yaosi's lips. Lin Jingmo looked focused, but she could still feel his eyes wandering over her face.