Lin Wanwan hadn't reacted yet when Lu Shouyue suddenly turned her around with force and kissed her unprepared, his cold lips ravaging hers with the scent of alcohol and anger.
He held Lin Wanwan so tightly, kissing her fragrant lips with such intensity as if trying to embed her into his own body.
Lin Wanwan's mind went blank, her lips and teeth filled with Lu Shouyue's domineering masculine aura, her hands pressed against his chest unable to respond, falling unexpectedly into this whirlwind of passion.
A moment later, her senses returned, just as she was about to struggle, she suddenly tasted salty tears.
He... was he crying?
All sensations mingled between their lips and teeth, Lin Wanwan lost her strength, unable to resist.
Just as she felt herself almost unable to breathe, Lu Shouyue's lips finally left hers, but he still held her tightly, his dark eyes reflecting her silhouette.
"I'm sorry!"
