Xia Yanran's heart was in her mouth.
Her eyes constricted unbelievably.
They were both standing by the cliff. If she struggled, or had any large action, she might fall down anytime and end up with many broken bones.
Xia Yanran did not dare move, merely staring at the enlarged handsome face in front of her.
Her mind blanked out for a second.
The man grabbed her waist with one hand, pulling her closer as she clenched her hands and placed them against his hard and muscular chest. Her skin pressed tightly against his with just a thin layer of cloth between them, their temperatures increasing like crazy.
She should push him away!
This thought grew stronger in Xia Yanran's head, as she tried to turn her head so that he could stop kissing her like that.
However, in the next second, he grabbed the back of her head domineering and without any leeway for rejection.
His thin and soft lips continued to press against hers tightly.