Zhou Lin had the intention to tease Cheng Zhiwei, and simply lifted her into his arms.
With the sudden loss of support, Cheng Zhiwei instinctively wrapped her arms around Zhou Lin's neck.
Her chin lifted as if she were offering up her lips.
Zhou Lin's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head to bite the corner of her lips.
The moment they touched, all self-control was lost.
He pressed her against the stair railing, restraining the surging passion within him with gentle and lingering kisses.
Cheng Zhiwei struggled instinctively, but he caught her hands and locked them behind her back.
Tears welled in her eyes as she trembled, repeatedly admonishing herself internally.
To endure.
It's just a dog bite, what's the big deal?
His warm palm on her skin still stirred a sense of nausea in Cheng Zhiwei, and that desperate endurance finally ran out.
She pushed Zhou Lin away with force.
The ambiguous atmosphere shattered instantly.
