Yu Lili was caught off guard by him and struggled for a while out of inertia, but soon submitted.
Ou Ming held her in his arms, moved lightly, and soon pushed her gently, pressing her down on the bed she had just made.
The hot kiss moved gently from the lips, and Ou Ming seemed a little impatient.
With his arms around her waist, Ou Ming looked at her with burning eyes and whispered, "How long has it been since we last met?"
"Four days." Yu Lili placed her hands gently on his waist. Feeling his eagerness and enthusiasm, Yu Lili looked up at him with the corners of her lips raised.
"Five days." Ou Ming pecked her lips lightly. "China is seven hours ahead of Paris, so it's five days."
“Can this be counted?” Yu Lili felt that this man was cheating, and blinked as she looked at the pair of eyes in front of her.
Ou Ming moved slightly closer, his hot breath intertwined with hers, and whispered, "Then let's change the calculation method. There are 24 hours in a day, eight hours for work and eight hours for sleep. We can be together for eight hours a day. So how many hours have I lost?"
"Is this okay?"
“Why not?” Ou Ming lifted his lips. The distance between their lips was less than a millimeter, almost touching. Yu Lili’s heart was pounding.
This distance makes people feel more nervous than kissing directly.
"Once an hour. Tell me, how many times do you want to make it up to me?"
Yu Lili's face became even hotter, and she pushed him away, growling, "You big pervert!"
"If you love someone, you will do naughty things with her all the time. You told me this. Have you forgotten?"
"I don't have any!"
"Don't play tricks, that's what you said." Ou Ming held her hands, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.
The movements were gentle, slow and caring.
The big hand moved gently down her body, easily penetrated through the clothes around her waist, and touched the warm and smooth skin.
Yu Lili narrowed her eyes, hugged him gently, and responded intentionally or unintentionally.
Winter in Cannes is never particularly cold.
Yu Lili was wearing a single layer of clothing and a loose sweater, which were easily taken off by Ou Ming. Her snow-white upper body shrank when it touched the cold air.
Ou Ming covered her with kisses, softly and devoutly.
Unable to help but lift his thighs, Yu Lili climbed up his legs, hugged his waist, and shouted: "Ou Ming... um..."
Ou Ming directly blocked her lips, his big hands playing tricks unscrupulously, and his skillful tongue pried open her lips and teeth, entwining them with each other.
However, at this moment, the cell phone in Ou Ming's pocket began to vibrate rapidly.
Ou Ming paused and stood up.
His breathing was a little heavy. After Ou Ming picked up the phone and saw that the caller was his mother, he calmed down his breathing, waved the phone screen in front of Yu Lili, and said, "Mom, I have to take a call."
“Yeah.” Yu Lili responded, pulled the sweater that was thrown aside and covered herself with it.
"mom."
"Xiao Ou, the New Year is coming soon. Come home quickly so that we can have a meal together as a family."
"Mom, I'm still working. You and Dad can eat first."
"Are you still working? Where?"
"I'm in the company, so don't wait for me."
"Company? I'm in your company, and you still want to lie to me!" Qiao Ziqing's voice was filled with anger, "Where are you now? Are you looking for that woman?"
(End of this chapter)