The professor's voice was magnetically hoarse; his eyes were as deep as the ocean, and he observed her expression in the mirror meaningfully.

His movement on her hand didn't stop, he took her washed left hand and placed it on his lips, and he slowly moved it to her ring finger, wrapping the fingertip and kissing around it, reminding her of the action with the finger ring.

The professor's bright eyes skimmed over a brief thought, and three figures flashed through his mind.

Her ring finger was about 80mm in length and 49mm in circumference, and it should be 15.5 mm in diameter, which was delicate and slender, and it would look even better with a ring.

After estimating the size, the corner of his lips lifted, and his dark ink pupils looked into Anne's jaw-dropping eyes through the mirror.

The two looked at each other; one startled and one idle, their eyes met from time to time on that finger.

The atmosphere and the body heated up again, the ambiguity burned.......

Anne's hand trembled like a ghost with a cramp, she wanted to pull it out, but he bit hard when she tugged, he let go when she didn't, over and over.

Anne was anxious, he just said that washing up was useful, was it so shallow a kiss?

His tongue crossed her fingertips, and Anne couldn't help but shudder, her eyebrows wrinkled and her eyes flashed with defiance, her eyelashes fanned like butterfly.

"No wonder you have no ma'am! A man like you who was glib-tongued and of bad character is not attractive, even if he is talented."

She took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Oh..... glib-tongued?"

The professor finally let go of her finger, and a playful look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low and charming voice, "So slippery, you have never tried, do you want to have a try?"

"......."

Damn it!

Why was he so scheming? Was he happy that his words were embarrassing, misunderstood?

Chagrined, Anne struggled soundlessly.

Allen's arm suddenly tightened, he encircled Anne's soft body and moved his lips to her ear, and he lowered his voice, saying in a confused manner.

"You are still too young and inexperienced, when you grow up you will know that a man who is both oily and sweet-talking will benefit the other for life, I happen to be of that kind, deep and shallow, stretching freely........"

The eyelids of Anne jumped hard, she always felt that there was something in these words, it had a lot of meaning, every word made people taste half a day.

"Professor, please show some respect, or I'll call someone!"

Anne was furious, but she didn't struggle and resist. She knew that sometimes the more she struggled, the more those scum men would find it exciting.

Allen' lips rose and a flush of admiration flashed in his eyes. She was a very special girl with a seductive and feminine character, and she was so charming when she was angry.

There was an innate quality to attract crime.

Anne Miller, I wanted you!

"Although I didn't think you'll shout, I'm a man who obeys women."

Professor Harris smiled brightly and he pretended to be serious to seek advice, "Since you warned, I will cooperate with you to take some preventive measures, hmm?"

After saying that, he suddenly turned Anne's body over and against the sink; he leaned down and caught her pink lips quickly.

"Bang!"

The moment the four lips touched, the hot blood was like fireworks, it thumped in his chest and spread out in large blooms and rushed to his head.

Her lips were so soft with refreshing sweetness and slight coolness, it could compare to the sweet spring of June, the watery and delicate touch passed through his lips and rubbed into his heart and his soul.

"Well......."

The good-smelling male breath swept over, Anne's mind went blank and everything around him went still, including the air...