Bo Yanchen had no idea when a fine layer of sweat had formed on his forehead, and his breathing had become very heavy.
His emotions were so agitated that the veins on his forehead were throbbing.
It seemed like he was putting all his effort into restraining something, but clearly, he was about to lose his control.
Though Tang Nuanning might be clumsy, she wasn't foolish—she knew what was happening to him!
Her heart leapt into her throat, and out of fear she swallowed her saliva, "You... Uh..."
Bo Yanchen pinched her chin and sealed his lips over hers—he had indeed lost control...
Tang Nuanning was scared, pushing hard against him to try and get him off!
Yet, he freed one hand to grasp both of her wrists above her head against the door.
His other hand wrapped around her waist, forcefully pressing the lower half of her body into his embrace.
