Both of them remained silent about the quarrel from their last meeting, but Jin Mo had not forgotten the humiliation imparted by Tang Yan. Without a word, she turned around and continued busying herself.
Boiling noodles, frying onions, pan-frying ham; each motion was carried out swiftly, and soon a delicious aroma began to spread.
A slight smile appeared on Jin Mo's lips, but it quickly froze as a hand wrapped around her waist.
Her body trembled. Before she could resist, a man's body pressed against her from behind, his hot breath spraying on her neck, and his large palms roamed near her waist.
Tang Yan was actually...
Kissing her!
A buzzing exploded in Jin Mo's mind as if it had burst.
Tang Yan reached out to turn her body around and stared into her eyes with a burning gaze, using his tall frame to pin her against the counter, rendering her unable to move.
Jin Mo felt weak all over, and if it weren't for Tang Yan holding her tightly, she would have collapsed long ago.
