Gu Moqian's voice carried little warmth, sending a shiver down Ji Wei's spine.
She instinctively stepped back, and after just a few steps, her back was pressed against the floor-to-ceiling glass window in the living room.
"Mo Qian, Milk is just a cat. Even though he's male, he probably only likes female cats… mm…"
Ji Wei's explanation was abruptly cut off as Gu Moqian braced his hands on either side of her body. He leaned in swiftly and captured her lips in a kiss.
This kiss was nothing like the gentle kisses of the past; it was imbued with dominance and possession, trapping her firmly between his chest and the window.
He deepened the kiss relentlessly, as if wanting to devour her entirely.
