Qiao Xu's eyes widened in shock, instinctively wanting to push him away, but he seemed to be venting his pent-up frustrations. The more she tried to push him away, the more fiercely he kissed her.
Dominantly confining her between his arms, he kept drawing her breath from her.
This kiss was filled with a strong sense of aggression, as if he wanted to swallow Qiao Xu whole.
At first, Qiao Xu struggled to resist, but gradually, she softened, even tasting a touch of loneliness in Lu Moqing's dominant and aggressive kisses.
Her heart tightened, and her resisting emotions weakened a bit.
After venting for a while, she felt that Lu Moqing's emotions had somewhat calmed down, and the kisses gradually became gentle.
Just when she thought he would make further moves, he loosened his grip on her but bit her lip forcefully as if to punish her before letting go, causing Qiao Xu to frown instantly in pain.
She glared at him, her eyes filled with water, holding a hint of accusation.
