Chen Cheng went to buy his first pack of cigarettes in half a month.
He used to be reluctant to buy them, and after only two puffs, he felt they tasted like wax, so he stubbed it out in the ashtray in the corridor.
"Forty minutes already, still not finished?" he glanced at the time.
Click.
The door opened at this moment, Wen Shulin walked out from inside, utterly defeated as she closed the door behind her.
She looked at Chen Cheng waiting outside the door, unsure whether to hate him or to be angry.
He, in a way she could never have imagined, made this proud woman taste what it was like to be dominated by someone for the first time.
Complex emotions flickered in Wen Shulin's eyes.
There was pain, confusion, and a hint of uncontrollable desire.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and said coldly, "Are you satisfied now?"
Chen Cheng quietly watched Wen Shulin, and as their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze.
