Hua Hua kicked desperately, feeling extremely aggrieved.
He hated being forcefully kissed even more!
Ling Yin, however, held him tightly and wouldn't let go.
He was always a calm person, liked to control everything. But in handling his relationship with Hua Hua, he was always passive; Hua Hua controlled the pace and rhythm. Whatever Hua Hua wanted, that's how it went. He couldn't gain the upper hand at all, but what could he do? He just couldn't bear to puncture Hua Hua's flamboyant pride.
Yet at this moment, he refused to compromise, kissing Hua Hua's lips until they were a bright red.
At first, Hua Hua struggled, but eventually realized he couldn't win and just let go, lying there like a corpse allowing Ling Yin to kiss him, until Ling Yin noticed he was crying, tears continuously streaming from his eyes, then Ling Yin finally stopped his haphazard kisses, and looked at him in a panic.
