Ling Chuxia hadn't anticipated this at all. She was completely dumbstruck, her eyes wide open, filled with surprise and disbelief. It wasn't until Shi Che forcefully pried open her teeth and unceremoniously invaded her mouth that she snapped back to reality.
The man's body pressed down on hers, slightly heavy, and his kiss was forceful, even eager.
Ling Chuxia didn't understand why Shi Che suddenly overpowered her, but his initiation was preferable to her painstakingly trying to push him, which might not have been successful.
However, perhaps because the previous painful memories were too vivid, every time they did this, she only felt a bone-piercing pain. The man's breath enveloped her, his hot breath, his scorching touch—Chuxia couldn't help but tremble in fear.
She dared not let Shi Che see her like this. Her hands quietly clenched the sofa beneath her, increasingly tightening their grip, desperately suppressing the fear in her heart.
