Song Qinghuan's eyes widened in alarm, and she quickly moved away as if shocked, her eyebrows furrowed. "Zhan Cheng, what are you doing?" she asked.
Zhan Cheng turned Qinghuan's face towards him and spoke in a hoarse whisper, "I'm not doing anything, Huanhuan, don't hide... I just wanted to give you a kiss."
"No, you can't, let me go..." Song Qinghuan was beginning to get angry and started to push him away.
Despite this, Zhan Cheng was reluctant to let her go. Though he knew Song Qinghuan wasn't playing hard to get, he forced a kiss on her which possibly made her angrier.
Still, he leaned forward and kissed her...
Song Qinghuan raised her hand, pushing his face far away from hers, "Zhan Cheng, stop behaving like a rogue or we can't even be friends anymore."
Her voice held a hint of embarrassed anger, making it clear she was upset and resisting.
A touch of paleness crossed over Zhan Cheng's face, a sudden pain gripping his heart like suffocation.
