Wei Anning was pinned against the wall by the man's strong and sturdy body, her lips ravished by his. Struggling to breathe, she reached out, trying to push him away slightly.
But not only did he not retreat, his fiery and solid chest pressed closer. Her hands, trying to push against his chest, were clasped by his large hands with distinct knuckles and were pinned against the wall behind her.
The heat on her lips continued to rise; seeing her noncompliance, he bit her lip, and as she cried out in pain and opened her mouth, he took the opportunity to invade.
Wei Anning's body gradually softened under his kisses, almost hanging onto him completely. Only when he was satisfied did he let her go, breathing heavily, his eyes lowered to see the call had ended.
His thin lips pressed into a tight line, still very displeased. After releasing her, he turned and went into the bedroom.
