In the beginning, Ning Xiaofei pretended to struggle to escape, but soon she was captured by the man's dominant presence and leaned softly against the wall, giving up resistance.
Still holding the ice cream container, she lifted her hand to encircle his neck, unaware of the melting ice cream dripping onto the back of her hand and down onto his suit.
Perhaps, this kiss was not only something he longed for, but even she had desired for a long time.
Feeling the man's fingers graze her waist, Ning Xiaofei trembled, and the ice cream container, already unsteady in her hand, finally slipped from her grasp, sliding down Mu Tianye's back and crashing onto the steps.
Gasping, he lifted his face from her neck and grasped her arm with a husky voice, forced out two dry words.
"Go home!"
Ignoring the ice cream container on the ground, Ning Xiaofei in her high heels was pulled down the stairs by him, stumbling through the pathway between the cars, and shoved into the passenger seat.
