Wu Chengzu's sudden approach made Bai Yiran retreat in panic, retreating all the way to the edge of the bed with nowhere else to go. When she looked up, Wu Chengzu was already in front of her. With a push of his palm and a press of his body, he pinned Bai Yiran down on the bed.
The bed was very old, and after the two of them fell onto it, it creaked.
Wu Chengzu's body pressed Bai Yiran's body firmly, his strong hands lifting her hands above her head, a wicked face pressing down close to Bai Yiran's.
Bai Yiran was shocked, turning her head away in panic. Wu Chengzu sneered and forcibly turned her head back with his other hand.
"What? You hate me that much?" Wu Chengzu's tone was filled with a harshness, and the strength in his hands increased.
Bai Yiran twisted her chin, trying to break free from Wu Chengzu's restraint, but all in vain. She felt as if her chin would be crushed by Wu Chengzu, the pain bringing tears to her eyes.
