But Shen Mingfeng knew her best, how could he allow her to escape? He quickly caught her.
He reached out to caress her face, "Yanyan, look, you've lost weight."
Jian Yanyan dodged a bit, but he didn't mind, and continued to touch her face, even trying to kiss her.
Seeing that she couldn't avoid his approaching lips, Jian Yanyan raised her hand and with a 'slap', she hit him.
Shen Mingfeng's face turned to the side from the hit, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. He wiped the blood with his thumb and then smiled.
"You still have the same temper, not a bit changed. Although I prefer gentle women, I've become accustomed to you like this."
He said, reaching to press on Jian Yanyan's shoulder, pulling her into his arms.
One hand held the back of her head, the other encircled her waist, and his lips covered hers.
His kiss fell gently, just like before.
But Jian Yanyan felt extremely nauseated.
She kicked and hit him randomly, "Let go, mm... let go of me."
