This was nothing like Jiang Qingli's fleeting peck from earlier.
Nor was it like their kiss on the rooftop not long ago.
This was a kiss that threatened to devour her.
The scent of a grown man washed over her, overwhelming and stealing her breath. It was forceful yet tenderly intimate, completely enveloping Jiang Qingli's senses.
Jiang Qingli felt like she was about to suffocate.
Her eyes were squeezed shut, eyelashes trembling frantically.
'Her rational mind screamed at her. The elevator doors were open, and a Beast Husband was watching. She had to push Ye Linyuan away. This couldn't go on.'
'If anyone else were to pass by and see her with Ye Linyuan—who was supposed to be in the First District—kissing her in a suddenly-materialized elevator as if no one was watching... things would spiral completely out of control...'
And yet, for some reason, Jiang Qingli didn't open her eyes.
