He pinned her against a wall somewhere, an angle from which, unknown to Chenxing, they were immune to gunfire. The arrogant man savored the intimacy between them, even in the midst of encircling danger.
"...Shaocheng... don't...", Chenxing whispered, clutching his arm.
The soundproofing wasn't great, she thought she could hear someone outside. She didn't dare raise her voice.
Even her breathing sounded unusually clear in the suffocating silence around them.
Her gut feeling was right, Gu Shaocheng bit down on her lip, whispering into her ear, "Baby, what don't you want? Hush… there's someone outside…"
Why was he still so heavy?
Was this rat deliberately tormenting her?
Gu Shaocheng smirked, a quiet, evil laugh. Chenxing was annoyed, yet she bit her lip to keep silent.
"Gentle…" she whispered so softly that not even a mosquito would hear. Yet Gu Shaocheng did not relent, disregarding their surroundings completely.
An audible click.
