Huo Zhanting's lips curled into a triumphant smile.
An Lan clenched her fist with one hand, biting her lip tightly, and glanced up at Huo Zhanting with what she thought was a warning look. Unfortunately, due to her vulnerable position, it was soft and lacking in any deterrent power. Instead, it stirred something within Huo Zhanting.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips under An Lan's incredulous gaze. Huo Zhanting didn't give An Lan any chance to refuse; his hand clasped the back of her head, and his domineering kiss overwhelmed her like a storm.
An Lan felt like a fragile boat amidst the waves, her awareness slowly fading until she could only go along with Huo Zhanting, her arms wrapping around his waist, responding to the kiss.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but just as she felt oxygen-deprived and on the verge of passing out, Huo Zhanting finally let go of her. An Lan lay in his arms, her face flushed, her mind a total blank.
