Their distance was so close that Han Kexin could smell the faint scent on him, and see the profound and indistinct light in his eyes as he looked at her.
Her heart leaped into her throat, instinctively sensing something, and she subconsciously wanted to back away.
But it was too late.
Wu Wei pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and accurately captured her lips, kissing her.
"Mmm—!"
Han Kexin's breath halted instantly, her mind going blank.
It was the same dominance as that day in the car, the same warm breath, the same touch…
Just like that day, she instinctively began to struggle.
Her hands pushed against Wu Wei's chest, exerting force to reject him, a muffled protest escaping her throat.
No! This isn't right!
You've got the wrong person! I am Han Kexin!
However, just like that day, her struggle seemed futile against Wu Wei's absolute strength.
His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her tighter against him, his kiss gentle yet domineering.
