"Ou Mucen? Ou Mucen?"
The sedan, speeding along, suddenly and without warning, came to a halt, and accompanying this abrupt stop, the car’s tires screeched sharply against the tarred road.
Ye Ning was standing there when suddenly, jolted by the stop, she lost her balance and fell forward: "Ah—"
That’s it, my face is ruined!
Despair washed over Ye Ning as she thought she was doomed, but then, out of the blue, a pair of strong wrists reached out from the side, with just a pull, diverted her head and upper body that were about to crash into the dashboard away.
After that, she felt herself falling into a scalding yet soft place, and opening her eyes, she looked up to find herself facing a face looming overhead.
It was a face of unparalleled beauty, with a noble aura akin to that of a Deity, elegant and graceful, and features as exquisite as a sculpture. Under the cascading light from above, it shimmered like the stars in the night sky, the proud lips, the flawless eyes, as if he were God’s most outstanding creation, suddenly appearing above her head without any forewarning.
Apart from his eyes, his eyes seemed somewhat off at the moment!
Ye Ning didn’t dare to move, her mouth agape, she stared blankly at the man who had pulled her over, losing even the most basic reaction: "Ou... Ou Mucen..."
No one answered her. The man who held her in his arms had eyes completely overtaken by a dark red hue, staring at her as if he had found a prey he had long yearned for. Seeing her slight struggle, suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he forcefully brought her small head closer and kissed her little mouth fiercely without hesitation!
Ye Ning was thunderstruck!!
What was that feeling?
It was as if suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded inside her head, her gaze locked on the handsome face that had massively zoomed in, and for a moment, all her thoughts turned blank, and her eyes opened to their utmost extent in an instant.
What in the world is he doing?
Ye Ning was utterly dumbfounded, even forgetting the most basic resistance, forgotten completely.
Crazy, this must be madness!!
Overwhelmed by such craziness, Ye Ning began to struggle to breathe and started to wrestle: "Ou Mucen, let me go..."
But at this moment, how could this man, completely consumed by desire and having lost his reason, let her go?
In his frenzied plundering, he smelled the faint scent of lime, and in a trance, he returned to that night five years ago, to that moment on that night.
"Today... you’re not going to escape..."
Ye Ning continued to struggle, feeling his hand start to intrude ruthlessly under her thin T-shirt, her whole body trembling: "Ou Mucen, you bastard, let me go... let go."