He had never thought he would see her again, and was shocked that she could find this place. He thought he would just quietly fade away and end his life someday—
Mo Shiche slowly lowered his head, feeling inexplicably nervous. His thin lips gently touched hers, intending only for a simple kiss.
But Luo Qiangwei suddenly raised her hand to press against the back of his head.
As her lips met his, Mo Shiche was momentarily stunned, his handsome face briefly stiffening.
Was she forcing a kiss on him?
With her hands tied by the rope, Luo Qiangwei couldn't make any grand gestures but simply rolled on top of him, holding his face with both hands.
She reached to tug at his shirt collar, and Mo Shiche caught her hand, his Adam's apple bobbing with suppressed desire, "Luo Qiangwei."
