When Jing Yan barged in, He Miao had just taken a shower, and her hair was still dripping with water.
He Miao looked at him with furrowed brows. Thinking of the rumors on the internet, she turned around in a fit of pique and ignored him, coyly wanting him to coax her first.
However, Jing Yan suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms without saying anything. His cold breath made the girl shiver in his arms, but he was still not satisfied. He lowered his head and kissed her wet and hot lips as if punishing her.
He Miao raised her hand to push him away, but her arm was locked behind his back. He pressed the back of her head with his other hand and deepened the overbearing and violent kiss.
"Let me go. Let me go." He Miao forced these words out from between her teeth, and his body started to struggle violently. The kiss made her gasp for breath, and it was very uncomfortable.
