Before her hand could fully retract, James Black suddenly leaned over her and pushed her down onto the bed. The next second, his lips descended on hers as the tip of his tongue gently licked the corner of her mouth.

Jane Sampson came back to her senses and saw the face so close to hers, feeling him sucking the milk at the corner of her lips. She blinked her eyes. This guy, did his bad habit of kissing people impulsively act up again?

"Tastes good," James Black suddenly remarked.

After hearing this, Jane Sampson nodded and jokingly added, "This brand of milk powder is indeed delicious."

James Black’s kissing paused for a moment, and he smirked, curling the corner of his mouth, "I meant you."

Without giving Jane Sampson the time to react, the hand that had been on her waist swiftly tugged her clothes, removing her jacket.

He kissed her again, his tongue directly prying open her shell teeth and diving in.

!!!!!!!

A chill ran over her body and Jane Sampson suddenly realized!

This guy wasn’t just succumbing to his impulsive kissing habits!

This guy was ready to feast!

"James Black!" Jane Sampson reached out to push against the man pressing down on her, heavy like a mountain, "No, it’s very late, I need to return to the dormitory!"

"You can return early tomorrow morning," James Black’s voice was husky, "Stay with me tonight."

"If I don’t return all night, the other roommates will worry," Jane Sampson shook her head. It wasn’t like she lived alone, so how could she not return for the night?

"Then just go back later," James Black’s fingertips were already upon her drawstring.

"No..." His tongue pursued hers, making it hard for Jane Sampson to speak, "There’s no mini umbrella! There will be little James Blacks!"

Even at this moment, James Black couldn’t help but be amused by Jane Sampson’s description.

Somehow, her mention of a little James Black immediately softened his heart.

At that instant, James Black thought, having little James Blacks wouldn’t be so bad.

Or perhaps, little Jane Sampsons would be quite nice.

Seeing James Black halt, Jane Sampson sighed in relief and thumped his shoulder, "Get up!"

James Black moved a little, but only to extend a hand to pull open the bottom drawer of the bedhead cabinet; from there, he retrieved a square box.

"I have one," James Black’s voice, laden with affection, was somewhat sensual, the short word "have" raspy and deep,

It was somewhat fatal.

At his single word "have," Jane Sampson’s cheeks flushed, and she playfully scratched at James Black’s chest, "I have never been to the guard team base; why do you have this here too? Have you been keeping a little demon at the team base?"

"Bought them at the supermarket last time and absentmindedly put them in my pocket, unintentionally bringing them back here," James Black didn’t think he would need the box so soon when he brought it back.

"You’ve been planning all along!" Jane Sampson cried out, "Last time I came here, you wanted to abduct me late at night too! I don’t believe you brought it back by accident; you must have gone to buy it on purpose! Old rascal! Old rascal!"

Old rascal?

James Black raised his eyebrows, heh, whether he was old or not, did she not have a clue in her own heart?

The moment James Black laughed in that way, Jane Sampson realized that when she was being pressed down by someone like this, really, it was not the best time to call him an old rascal.

Jane Sampson just wanted to open her mouth and say something to make amends, but James Black had already denied her the opportunity.

A dominant kiss, sweeping and overwhelming, came crashing down upon her, carrying his warmth and emotions, leaving her no chance to speak again.

His kiss had a magnetic pull, as if it could easily lure her into his vortex of passion, enchanting and entrancing her.