"Sure, let's keep in touch."
Qi Xiaoqi replied to Xu Shengxia.
Xu Shengxia offered a smile, then took Zheng Wenhao's hand to leave.
"A hao, let's go."
At her words, Zheng Wenhao squeezed her hand back and stood up to leave.
As they left, Zheng Wenhao's expression was unreadable.
He chatted and laughed as usual.
'He's being magnanimous,' Xu Shengxia thought. 'He must not have taken it to heart.'
But the moment they got home, the atmosphere shifted completely.
Zheng Wenhao's hands clamped around her waist, pinning her against the door. His kiss was more savage than she'd ever known.
Xu Shengxia passively accepted it.
She knew she'd upset him today.
She didn't resist. On the contrary, once she adjusted to his ferocity, she wrapped her arms around him and began to kiss him back.
His fervor didn't lessen in the slightest…
The invisible zipper on the back of her dress slid down a few inches.
A chill ghosted over her skin, and Xu Shengxia instinctively tried to pull back.
