"I have to fight even if I can't win!!!" Xia Zhisu attacked again, only to have her elbow blocked by his wrist.
She was on the offense, and he on the defense, while he also had to ensure she didn't fall.
This back and forth left Xia Zhisu gasping for breath, yet Ling Tian'ao's expression remained unchanged.
Her eyes were bloodshot, staring at him intently with her rosy cheeks—just staring, unwaveringly staring.
Her eyes, filled with anger, now glistened with moisture, which, coupled with her flushed cheeks, made Ling Tian'ao's heart warm; his gaze shifted to her lips.
She was panting heavily, lips slightly parted, opening and closing as she spoke.
Ling Tian'ao's eyes narrowed slightly; he leaned down and bit her lip.
Xia Zhisu's eyes widened, and she instinctively pushed back, but her whole body was in his arms! Her legs were unsteady, so how could she push him away!
She could only let him have his way...