The dominant presence occupied her every ounce of reason, her slender spine pressed against the cabinet door, emitting a faint sound.
For an instant, Ye Jiuliang felt like a drowning person, gasping for air.
She struggled to free one hand and beat his arm, trying to awaken a certain "Beast" that was too triumphant to remember itself.
"Li Mochan, you son of a..."
Fuck, is committing violence supposed to be this exciting?
Before she could finish cursing, her red lips were sealed once more.
"Li... Mohan..."
Her broken syllables were devoured until nothing was left, Ye Jiuliang's eyes fogged over, and the corners of her eyes tinged with rouge.
Damn Li Mochan, I will never pamper you again.
...
"Big Boss's phone is unreachable again," Chen Xin said, looking at the press release submitted by the team, pacing back and forth in the office restlessly.
"Chen, what should we do now? We can't suppress the trending searches, and the servers have already crashed," a team member said.
