He pinned her against the wall, grasping her wrist and raising it by her ear, his eyes laced with menace and danger. "You know I'm interested in you, don't you? But don't try to provoke me."
Xie Qinghuan was not afraid, sneering, "So what? What do you plan to do? Are you going to force yourself on me like Fu Nancheng did to Xiao Mo?"
He squinted his eyes, his gaze deep and profound.
With a cynical curl of his lips, he leaned down to viciously bite her lip, while his other hand ensnared her waist. He spoke languidly, "If you wish, I don't mind."
Xie Qinghuan didn't resist, lowering her eyes as he plundered her lips.
He kissed with force, breaking her lip.
God knows how long had passed when he noticed her body relax slightly. Only then did he reluctantly release her.
But the instant his hand let go of her, there was a crisp "slap" as she raised her hand and slapped him across the face!
She used exceptional force.
