Ming Xiu pushed Huo qingge's body against the wall, and then his chest leaned against her.
He trapped Huo qingge, who was trembling with anger, between the wall and his body.
This was the first time the two of them were so close to each other. Ming Xiu could clearly feel that Huo qingge's trembling body had suddenly turned stiff.
He furrowed his brows. He didn't want them to be at daggers drawn at the beginning of their relationship.
This was not a good plan. He thought that she would only throw a tantrum and would not hit him like this.
Moreover, she still hit him after he had warned her. This was not a good habit.
With one hand, he grabbed both of Huo qingge's hands and lifted them above her head, imprisoning her against the wall.
This woman had been in his heart for several years. That year, she was only eighteen or nineteen years old, young and inexperienced.
