"Shen Hanyu, you've got the wrong person,"
Sang Qianqian tried her best to remain calm. "Let go."
Not only did Shen Hanyu not let go of her, but he also spun her around, making her lean against the wall.
The next second, he grabbed her chin and kissed her hard.
The man in front of her seemed to have lost his mind. The more Sang Qianqian struggled, the more insatiable he was.
—
After an unknown amount of time.
Shen Hanyu finally left her lips, but he still held her in his arms.
Sang Qianqian's face was flushed red, and her eyes were unknowingly charming from the kiss. Her watery eyes were dazed for a moment.
She seemed to have sobered up and tried to push Shen Hanyu away in embarrassment and anger.
Shen Hanyu refused to let go of her. He didn't say a word and only stared at the girl in his arms with dark eyes.
