"Yeah, I'm frustrated, so what? Are you going to make it up to me?"
"I… I…" Lu Yan didn't know what to say.
She felt something a bit different about today's Psycho Qiao -- even the way he looked at her was more intense than usual.
What was this about, was it because there weren't any more girls in Russia?
"So now, are you going to kiss me or just watch me go back?"
"You dare to threaten me?"
"Yeah, so what? What if I'm threatening you?"
"What the…"
"If you don't answer or make a choice, then I'm leaving."
Qiao Fei turned around and kept on walking.
Suddenly, Lu Yan ran up to him, jumped onto his back from behind, and held onto Qiao Fei's neck tightly.
"Sh*t, stinky psycho, you want a kiss? Let me give you something more exciting."
Afterward, something surprising happened.
Lu Yan jumped onto Qiao Fei and bit his lips, not letting go.
This rough kiss felt like a forced kiss.
