However, her struggles were completely futile against Gu Ningyi's raging fury; instead, her every movement seemed like a provocation.
Not only could she not push Gu Ningyi away, but she was also relentlessly pursued, forcing her to back up continuously until her back hit the railing, with nowhere left to retreat.
Gu Ningyi's kiss was fierce and overwhelming, carrying a heavy anger and a hidden... deep despair, like a drowning man clinging tightly to the only piece of driftwood, unwilling to let go.
His tongue forcefully pried open Dong Xin Yan's tightly closed lips, invading greedily, entwining passionately. Yet such a provocative and heated kiss was just a one-man show.
He knew that ultimately, he had personally severed the last bit of hope between them. He knew how despicable he was right now, and he also knew how much Dong Xin Yan hated him at this moment.
Clearly aware it was wrong, yet seemingly unable to turn back.
