Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Qiao Yaruan thought as she leaned her cheek to one side. She then looked at the hand on her wrist and forcefully bit it.
“Gasp… Qiao Yaruan…” Feng Feng snarled angrily and cupped her chin with his free hand again. He then forced her to face him and kissed her on the lips.
Qiao Yaruan’s eyes opened wide as she stared at the blurry figure inches away from her with shock and disbelief.
The driver at the front coughed dryly as if to ask Qiao Yaruan if she needed help.
Qiao Yaruan heard the driver’s cough and immediately returned to her senses. However, she could not push the man against her away so she simply bit his lips.
Feng Feng was in pain but he increased the force of his kiss.
This kiss was more deadly than he had thought, drowning him even more than the one outside Chu Ningyi’s house. At least he did not wish to break away and even felt unsavoury feelings!
Unsavoury feelings!
Feng Feng looked up as his eyes beneath his dark glasses flashed with malice. How could he have such unsavoury feelings for this woman? He wanted her to be in pain. He also wanted her to experience how it feels to lose one’s true love.
Qiao Yaruan was released. She did not have the time to think about why he was so shocked. She quickly backed away and asked the driver to stop the car before she opened the car door and ran out.
Feng Feng raised his hands as if he wanted to catch her but just as he reached his hand out, he froze.
The early September wind brought forth the chilliness of early autumn, beating against her cheeks to disperse the fiery heat on them. Qiao Yaruan quickly ran away after she got off the car but she did not know what she was running away from.
“Sir…” The driver softly asked, unsure whether to continue on his journey or not.
Feng Feng was currently enveloped in frustration. He pulled out a large stack of dollar notes and handed it to the driver before leaving the car.
Qiao Yaruan ran. She did not even know where she was headed but her lips were burning with the sensation of his domineering kiss, unable to be wiped away.
Feng Feng tailed her from the back. He never expected that a day would come when the King of the Silver Screen, who was adored by tens of thousands, would one day stoop to strolling around the streets after a woman.
That was right, he wanted Qiao Yaruan to fall in love with him. That was why he had indulged her so much. As long as she falls in love with him, he could hurt her.
Feng Feng increased his speed and ran after the woman in front of him after clearing his thoughts. He grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice, “Is this how you’re planning on going home?”
Qiao Yaruan turned around and shot him a look that clearly said he was being a busybody. She then continued to walk to the subway. The last stop at the subway was at 11 PM so she still had time. However, she would need to walk a little further after getting off the subway which was why she had chosen the bus.
Feng Feng walked two steps faster. He arrived in front of her and caught her wrists. Her lips were red and swollen from their make-out session and it was this look that damned him into almost losing control, feeling the urge to continue digging into those lips.
Feng Feng coughed dryly and controlled his emotions. He said, “Qiao Yaruan, you’re my teaching assistant. I’m now ordering you to go back with me.”
“Heh…” Qiao Yaruan swatted his hand away and flung the man’s grip from her wrist. “Silver Screen King Feng, Lecturer Feng, it’s now 10:30 PM. I’m not your fan and working hours are now over. Goodbye.” Qiao Yaruan spat angrily and cut across him to leave.
Feng Feng’s frown deepened. He had over a million fangirls, why did he have to run into such a hard-to-get woman?
“Qiao Yaruan, you don’t have the courage to get close to me because you’re afraid that you’d lose control of your feelings for me. Am I right?” Feng Feng followed her and used his words to provoke her.