Before she could take two steps away, he pulled her back, causing her to fall into his arms, her hands restrained and unable to move.
Furrowing her brows, she struggled a few times, "Let go."
Beichen Rui said nothing, turned her around, and kissed her at the perfect moment, giving her no chance to argue.
His lips clung to hers, almost madly biting her lips. Ye Xinluo winced in pain, drawing a sharp breath, frowning as she tried to push him away.
However, Beichen Rui, like an enraged lion, left no room for his prey to escape.
She pressed her palm against his chest and pushed hard, but he remained unmoved. Instead, Beichen Rui, slightly displeased, furrowed his brow, his strong hand grabbing hers, preventing her from moving.
His long legs pressed against Ye Xinluo's legs, forcing her to sit on his lap, enduring the storm-like kisses.
Ye Xinluo was momentarily stunned, then in a moment of resolve, she bit down hard on his lip.
