"Mmph…?!" Xiao Ze?!
He Juan's eyes widened in astonishment at the unexpected turn of events. He stared at Mu Yuze's tightly shut eyes and scrunched up brows, still too stunned to react.
The sudden kiss was nothing but sloppy, rough and frantic, filled with an inexplicable desperation that left He Juan puzzled. The omega's fists were bunched up on his suit jacket, his knuckles white and trembling.
As though dissatisfied with He Juan's lack of response, Mu Yuze pressed closer and bit down on He Juan's lower lip in gentle admonishment, a small whimper escaping his own. At this point, he was practically leaning his whole weight on He Juan as though despising any infinitesimal distance between them. Were it not for the door behind him offering support, He Juan was certain Mu Yuze would have tackled him down to the ground.
