His pupils seemed to possess a mysterious power, causing her entire mind to become confused.
Shirao's face turned pale, "That was just... just acting for Ou Yimo."
His gaze was like a bottomless cold pond; she couldn't fathom what he was thinking, only feeling inexplicably chilly.
His voice was cold as well, like an eternal glacier that cannot thaw, "So to you, any man would suffice for a kiss?"
She felt as if every pore on her body opened up, instinctively shivering; she naturally couldn't tell him it was wrong, which would prove she kissed him because she liked him.
Thus, she could only have one answer…
"... No, that's right." She argued defiantly.
Shriiip—
The brakes were slammed hard, causing Shirao's body to instinctively lurch forward for a moment due to the abruptness.
The car suddenly came to a stop…
He abruptly leaned in, lifting her chin, and before she could react, he had already aligned with her lips and forcefully kissed her.
