Su Yan was lost in her own thoughts and didn't notice Chu Yuxiao's body becoming increasingly hot.
His hand, slowly from her arm, inch by inch moved toward the middle, finally covering her softness.
Su Yan gasped in shock, her body struggling forcefully, but Chu Yuxiao held her tightly, making her immovable.
"What are you doing?" Hadn't he said he was just going to hold her?
Why were his hands not staying still?
Chu Yuxiao looked at her obsessively, completely ignoring her anger, his palms gently kneading, his lips slowly kissing hers...
"Chu Yuxiao!" Su Yan roared angrily, and the next instant, her lips were harshly sealed by his, all her grievances pushed back.
He seemed like a wolf long-starved, his lips tightly locked on hers, ceaselessly demanding more kisses...
Su Yan's struggles were utterly ineffective.
Moreover, the more she struggled, the rougher and more intense his movements became...
In the struggle, they both fell to the ground.
