She faintly sensed that something was not right. She could begrudgingly accept his hugs and kisses, but to go any further with him... she was not prepared for that at all!
Her gentle resistance was also felt by Yu Zexiao, who immediately reached out to grab her resisting hand. Followed by that, kisses like raindrops, climbed up along the palm of her hand.
"Don’t, don’t do this..." She was both embarrassed and anxious, and moreover, with her consciousness growing weaker from his disturbance, she seemed to have forgotten how to resist. Although she was somewhat anxious in her heart, she also faintly sensed—an odd emotion was slowly steaming up, as if it were compelling her to agree, slowly sweeping over all her consciousness!
Just at this moment, a phone call came in!
Yu Zexiao didn’t care at all, taking her down with him. He tightly held both her hands, pinning them beside her head, as his handsome, extraordinary face descended, targeting her slender neck.
His hair, dense and soft, tickled at her ears, causing her body to shiver. She let out a slight groan, "Don’t, don’t do this—"
The cellphone, knocked to the ground by his recent movements, kept ringing nonstop, but he paid it no mind whatsoever. Meanwhile, his hand slowly moved towards the edge of her clothes—
"Ah!—" She let out a scream, feeling a sudden chill. As if the air conditioning’s cold breeze had suddenly focused on her body, especially when she saw Yu Zexiao raise his head, his gaze slowly drifting downward, drifting downward! A sense of indescribable shame and anger suddenly made her face feel as if it were on fire! It was daylight, noon, and what was she doing now?
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That glance, seemingly sorrowful yet not, was like thick liquor, carrying traces of intoxication, making him feel like he was about to ascend to heaven!
"Come on, be good, take your hands away," Yu Zexiao slowly lowered his head, lightly kissed her lips, trying to persuade her. She shook her head, her face flushed red with strain, but she was unyielding.
"Be good, take your hands away, do it quickly." Seeing that she didn’t move, Yu Zexiao’s large hand grabbed hers, trying to make her move them aside.
The two of them were entangled in a small space, with sweat slowly forming on Yu Zexiao’s forehead, and his grip on her hand growing firmer. He was about to lose control!
The sound of knocking suddenly erupted.
Jian Anning felt as if salvation had arrived, and immediately wanted to escape.
No matter what, he couldn’t hold back any longer! He must have her first, even if his father showed up, it wouldn’t change his resolve!
"Move aside, do it quickly!" Yu Zexiao gradually lost his patience, his body taut as a bow. Sweat even started to seep out from his forehead, and his hand holding her wrist began to tighten!
Perhaps for someone like Yu Zexiao, one woman is not worth another. But for her—it was absolutely a big deal!