Ye Linyuan's kiss was forceful and relentless, as if he intended to devour her soft lips whole.
The girl in his arms whimpered, her eyelashes trembling. She couldn't help but raise her hands to push against his shoulders, but her wrists were caught by his long, slender fingers and pinned in front of her.
Her long, thick lashes trembled ceaselessly, like a butterfly's wings beaten down by the rain.
'That bastard!'
Qin Muye's pupils contracted, a storm brewing in his gray-blue eyes.
Unable to bear it a moment longer, the Prince rolled up his sleeves and charged toward the flyer!
However, when he was just a few steps away from the flyer, Ye Linyuan suddenly raised the window and said to the driver, "Go."
Before the window was fully raised, Qin Muye saw Ye Linyuan raise an eyebrow at him, his gaze extremely provocative.
Then he turned his head and went back to devouring the girl's lips.
Qin Muye was so furious he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the strain.
