Qiao Yuanfei was so frightened that she instinctively grabbed him. Before she could react, he had already placed her on the bed.
Fan Yu's tall and straight body was placed above her, his arms supporting both sides of her.
His warm eyes were filled with ripples that she had never seen before.
It was as if he had been possessed by a devil and had suddenly become unfamiliar and dangerous..
Qiao Yuanfei was firmly locked in his arms. Her breath was filled with his cold aura and a strong sense of possessiveness.
Coupled with the smile on the corner of his mouth, she felt as if she was being targeted by a hunter and could not escape no matter what..
Fear.
It was an unfamiliar fear that surged up from the depths of her soul.
"Fan Yu..."
The moment she opened her mouth, his head had already lowered and he was coldly pressing against her lips.
Qiao Yuanfei's words were instantly stuck in her throat.
