Just as Mo Shuifu came to her senses and prepared to push Shen Shihan away, his right hand had already forcefully pinned her hands down, and his left hand hooked around her waist, preventing her from moving.
"What are you doing!" Mo Shuifu was clearly annoyed, and she struggled with all her might.
However, she was securely embraced in Shen Shihan's arms, unable to move at all.
Anger filled her delicate, oval-shaped face, and her thin lips were pressed tightly together.
Rage and injustice burned in her eyes.
Shen Shihan leaned close to her face, so close that he could clearly see her long eyelashes.
Thick and lengthy, they were quite captivating.
He was so near her that his nose was almost touching her high bridge.
Shen Shihan let out a "heh" and laughed, a stark contrast to Mo Shuifu's fury.
The hot, male breath grazed her face, making Mo Shuifu shudder.
