These two characters struck her mind into utter blankness at this very moment.
Tang Wu, he called her... Tang Wu?
Shi Mei watched the man before her in disbelief, yet once again she found herself completely exposed without any defenses in front of him.
Her fright, her helplessness, and that touch of distressing hatred were all deeply buried beneath the dark depths of his eyes.
The hand that Shi Lingyan used to hold her chin intensified slightly, the mist that clouded his gaze seemed to be slowly dissipating, leaving behind only a clear and firm conviction.
Shi Mei’s heart fluttered with even more panic, her feigned composure already disrupted, she subconsciously tried to struggle to stand up.
But her arms were tightly restrained; Shi Mei was firmly held in his embrace, the force on her chin causing a panic-inducing pressure, Shi Mei sharply demanded, "Let go..."
The rest of her words were completely sealed by the soft press of lips.
The strong scent of alcohol and tobacco instantly filled her nostrils. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel fire.net
Shi Lingyan pulled her into his arms, his mouth devoured her lips and tongue; with an effortless flip, he pinned her under him on the sofa.
Everyone was stunned.
This was just too thrilling!
It was clear that Shi Mei was unwilling, yet for a man like Shi Lingyan, it was too easy to overpower her!
But wasn’t it Shi Lingyan who had been unwilling just moments ago?
How had it now turned into Shi Lingyan forcefully taking what he wanted?
The surrounding gasps of shock further widened Shi Mei’s eyes as she struggled even harder, but Shi Lingyan obviously had no intention of letting her go; with one hand pressing down on her body and the other clamping her chin, his dominating and almost savage actions left Shi Mei nearly breathless.
Shi Lingyan captured her lips, skillfully teased her tongue; the hand that had pinned her chin released its hold and slid down her neck to her shoulder.
Shi Mei’s mind seemed to lack oxygen, her world reduced to blankness, everything around her apparently becoming irrelevant, she instinctively tried to gasp for air.
She probably hadn’t even realized that her hands were now tightly clutching Shi Lingyan’s waist, the grip so desperate as though she were holding onto a lifeline.
Shi Lingyan’s palm gently stroked her neck, cradling the back of her head, the other arm wrapping around her waist, his movements slowly became gentler.
Shi Mei finally had room to breathe; she tried to open her eyes, but suddenly, the man on top of her intensified his movements, Shi Mei was passively tilted back in response, a chill spread over her back as Shi Lingyan had lifted her shirt, his hands venturing under the fabric.
Her breathing rushed, the hands that gripped Shi Lingyan instinctively tightened, unwittingly intertwining with his lips and tongue.
His hand felt cool touching her smooth, pale back—an electrifying sensation that made Shi Mei unconsciously arch her spine.
And with that small movement, she pressed against the man’s burning body, easily brushing against the heat beneath him.
Shi Mei’s body stiffened, her mind snapped back to clarity, she opened her eyes, and violently pushed him away.
Shi Lingyan, completely taken aback, his lips parted from hers.
But the body that pressed tightly against her remained immobile.
Shi Mei’s face was flushed, her hair disheveled, she gasped for air.
And from her angle, she could see Shi Lingyan’s vividly red lips and his eyes now filled with desire.
She knew exactly what he meant, furious in her heart, she struggled and snapped, "Get off!"
Shi Lingyan breathed heavily, instead propped himself on her body, his voice hoarse as he said, "Don’t move."
Shi Mei (in disarray): There are so many people around, what are you doing!!!