But the moment she tried to utter the first word, her lips were sealed by the man's kiss. Gu Qingxin's eyes widened in surprise, her hands, which were unconsciously placed behind her head, released their grip. Beiming Han held her wrists tightly and pressed her down to the ground.
...Deepening...
Ye Qi, standing outside the glass door, watched the man and woman kissing passionately on the floor, his breath growing ragged. He forced himself to look away, turned around and left desolately.
Avoid in his chest...a dull pain...
Would even these brief moments of togetherness be taken away?
He didn't ask for much. Just being able to see her like this left him deeply content.
Was this fleeting happiness going to elude him too?
As Beiming Han continued to kiss her, he began to demand more. His hands peeled off her tank top that stuck to her body. The sweat on her skin provided a different sensation under his touch, one that made him even more obsessed.
