The top floor office commanded the view of half of the sprawling Beijing city in the glittering sunlight.
However, Zhuang Nainai was in no mood to enjoy the scenery. She was in a daze. Her back was pushed against the wall and held tightly in place by Si Zhengting.
It did not appeal to her as a romantic gesture. She looked at Si Zhengting in shock.
Why would he ask that question?
Amidst her puzzlement, she replied intuitively, "I don't! Why would I… oomph!"
She had not finished her sentence when the man suddenly lowered his head and clamped her mouth shut.
The kiss was punishing; it aggressively sealed her lips.
He used great force biting and sucking on her lips. Zhuang Nainai winced in pain.
She wanted to push him off her, but her struggle to get away only made him intensify the attack on her lips.
A bloody tang spread in Zhuang Nainai's mouth, and she was on the verge of tears.
It hurt so much!
