'What on earth happened after she blacked out yesterday? He seems incredibly agitated, too.'
The shock left Xu Su's tongue feeling numb.
They had kissed many times, but this was the first time Shen Chen had been so unrestrained, venting all his emotions into the kiss.
Her already weak legs were about to give out, and she collapsed bonelessly against him.
Shen Chen gripped her waist with one hand and the nape of her neck with the other. He spun, pinning her against the passenger-side door, his lips never breaking contact.
He kissed her deeply, his eyes bloodshot.
His breath carried the faint, bitter scent of tobacco. Xu Su hated it, but his grip on the nape of her neck was iron-tight, giving her no room to escape.
'Why is he acting so crazy? What the hell happened yesterday?!'
Of course, she couldn't possibly know the immense sense of failure Shen Chen felt after the woman he loved, drugged with an aphrodisiac, was taken from his very own bed by another man.
