Before I could explain, Vincent immediately bowed excitedly and kissed my lips. Compared to his overbearing kiss before, he was more patient and gentle today. I couldn't help but be aroused by him.
My fingers involuntarily stretched to his back. I held the man tightly, half resisting and half mumbling obediently. "What are you doing? Don't you know that my foot is injured?"
Vincent's movements were gentle, but he didn't allow me to resist. He swore and whispered in my ear, "Jasmine, I swear that I will only have you in the future. If I break my oath, I will die in a bad way!"
"Don't say such scary words. I don't like them!"
"I don't know why he made such a poisonous vow, and I don't know if such a vow is meaningful to him. But I really don't like listening. Perhaps compared with the de
