Tang Yanqi didn't answer immediately; it was obviously inconvenient to do so now. She originally wanted to hang up and send Lu Qilin a text message, but before she could do anything, her shoulder was abruptly pressed down, and then her chin was grabbed, forcing her to tilt her head back. The next second, Sheng Jianan's lips pressed down.
Forceful and domineering, leaving no room for resistance, Tang Yanqi's whole body stiffened, her mind went blank, losing the ability to act, she could only let Sheng Jianan conquer her.
Her lack of resistance was like a fire extinguisher, dousing some of the anger in Sheng Jianan's heart.
After a long time, Sheng Jianan's hand moved back up to Tang Yanqi's hair, gently stroking it little by little. How come he never noticed before how good this woman's hair felt?
