Li Qianrui wouldn't allow him to hold her, and she struggled violently.
But she could not overcome the man, his broad palms grasped her lustrous shoulders, forcibly twisting her around.
In the azure seawater, Li Qianrui stared at the man before her. The collar of his grey shirt, lifted by the buoyancy of the water, clung to his refined and handsome face, and below the shirt was his upright and vigorous body. Underwater he was like a valiant sailor, no matter how she tried to escape, he could always keep her under control, both above and under the water he was an absolute enforcer and ruler.
She stopped moving, and her sparkling big eyes just gazed at him darkly.
Zhou Jin stretched out his hand to cup her small face, his chilly ink-black eyes somewhat hazy. This small face he had not seen for three years, but it entered his dreams every night.
He lowered his brush-like handsome eyebrows and leaned in to kiss her red lips.
