"Um, see you tomorrow." Chen Zhi immediately hung up the phone.
She turned around intending to vent her anger, but before she could, Si Ye's kiss landed on her lips, tender and close like a gentle breeze and soft rain, leaving her no chance to catch her breath or speak.
In the past, Si Ye's kisses had always been domineering and rough, never this tender and delicate.
Chen Zhi was stunned for a moment, but Si Ye took advantage of the opportunity to deepen the kiss, taking endlessly...
Chen Zhi tried to struggle, but he held her hand in time, his movements gentle, not rough at all.
Then he took her hand and placed it on his firm chest so that she could feel his burning body temperature.
Si Ye stepped closer, Chen Zhi stepped back, her lower back pressing against the railing, no escape, drawing her even closer to him.
