She felt like she was going to go crazy, and with determination in her heart, she elbowed him in the chest and twisted her wrist, swiftly breaking free from his grasp.
Grabbing her suitcase, she turned and walked away with large strides.
Just as she took a step, her arm was seized, and her body was forcefully spun around by him. Before she could react, he had clasped the back of her head and captured her lips in a kiss.
Lan Keren's eyes widened in astonishment, and not far away, An Ruo appeared to be under an immobilization spell, unable to move.
Tang Yuchen kissed her fiercely, his kiss burning and domineering, yet also tender and affectionate.
Lan Keren gradually got lost in his kiss, unable to help herself from responding to him.
Tang Yuchen held her close, deepening the kiss, but his kiss was no longer rough—it became gentler and gentler.
The two kissed passionately, as if the entire world and all its beings had disappeared, leaving just the two of them.
