As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Ruigang pulled her over, pinched her chin, and kissed her lips without a word—
That bastard!
Mo Lan struggled hard, but Qi Ruigang spun around with her, pressing her against the door to prevent her from moving.
His kiss was as domineering as ever, but now it contained a depth and richness.
Mo Lan couldn't struggle and soon lost her strength, left only to passively endure his kiss...
Qi Ruigang didn't kiss her for too long before letting her go.
He held her body, letting her lean against his strong frame.
His eyes were deep and dark.
"Feel anything?" he asked in a husky voice.
Mo Lan panted heavily, her eyes cold: "No!"
Qi Ruigang lifted a hand, pressing it on the position of her heart.
"But your heartbeat quickened," he said with a wicked smile.
Recently, he had been going through many books about treating coldness.
