"Damn, Luke Land, threatening a woman? What kind of man are you?"

"I just want to do it once with my woman, is that so wrong?" Luke Land was shameless.

Never mind, never mind, with Luke Land, comparing skin thickness is futile; you’ll never be as thick-skinned as he is.

Seeing that Eva Miller hadn’t reacted for a long time, Luke Land spoke again, "Dad, Eva she..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt something damp and soft covering his lips. Eva Miller closed her eyes, using a kiss to stop the words he was about to say.

Luke Land tossed the phone aside, grabbed Eva Miller’s head, and kissed back, taking charge.

On the other end of the line was Father Miller’s slightly hurried voice.

"Luke, what’s going on? I can’t hear clearly." Father Miller muttered.

Luke Land briefly moved away from Eva Miller’s soft lips, picked up the phone, steadied himself, and then said slowly, "Dad, it’s nothing, we have guests at home, I need to entertain them first, let’s chat next time."

"Oh, is that so? Alright, you take care, I won’t disturb you then." With that, Father Miller hung up the phone.

Luke Land stared at the woman on the bed with flushed cheeks and dazed eyes, a soft smile played at the corner of his mouth.

"Come on, Little Chili, give me, hmm?" He grabbed her small hand, slowly bringing her body closer to him, guiding her hand to unbuckle his belt...

Eva Miller was nearly going crazy, "Luke Land, I don’t know how to do it, wait a minute..."

She really didn’t know how to use her hand to help a man with his physiological needs.

"Then, use your mouth?" Luke Land chuckled.

Eva Miller glared at him indignantly, punched him on the chest.

She closed her eyes, turned her head, steeling herself...

*********

She held her breath, couldn’t help but blush, her heart racing.

Luke Land quickened his movements, one hand turned her head back towards him, then kissed her lips.

Eva Miller opened her eyes incredulously, damn it, could this man be any sleazier?

After a long while, finally, *********

"Ah! Luke Land, you, you!" Eva Miller’s face was flushed red, she was just a slap away from smacking him.

She ran hurriedly to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, applied hand soap, and vigorously scrubbed her hands, "Bastard, bastard!"

She was cursing non-stop, both out loud and in her mind.

She felt these overly intimate actions were difficult to accept, she and Luke Land should keep a distant relationship, two years now felt really long to Eva Miller. Today she helped him out, so... if there’s a next time? Or the time after that? She really thought their relationship was too dangerous.

Eva Miller stayed in the bathroom in a daze for a long time, she didn’t even notice when Luke Land walked in.

"Luke Land, bastard, shameless, disgusting, pervert!"

"..."

He twitched the corner of his mouth, is it really okay to curse him like that?

......