His cool lips descended upon hers.
Cui Lingyao's pupils contracted. The hand she had placed on his shoulder reflexively shot up to his neck, desperately trying to shove him away.
Xie Jinbai remained perfectly still, letting her grasp him, showing no intention of stopping.
One hand gripped her jaw, tilting it up, while the other arm wrapped tightly around her waist. He held her in a position that completely trapped her in his embrace as he kissed her.
The girl he had longed for for so many years was right here, alive, in front of him.
Now that he held her in his arms once more, how could he possibly bear to let go?
The kiss was focused.
And forceful.
Cui Lingyao couldn't escape it.
She didn't like this feeling.
Being manhandled.
Powerless.
Even though she could sense the caution underlying the kiss, it was still impossible to accept.
The air around them suddenly grew warmer. It was already summer, a scorching afternoon with the sun high in the sky.
