Luo Anning was greatly taken aback. At this moment, Rong Yan squeezed into the bathroom. Feeling a sense of threat, she carefully retreated and stared at him while keeping her guard up…
Before she could even react, he began kissing her forcefully!
He pushed his agile tongue towards her lips and sucked on them forcefully, silencing her while savoring the sweetness of her saliva.
“Mmph… Rong Yan… what… are you doing…”
He was kissing her with so much force that it seemed like he was going to devour her. He began to find it hard to breathe too.
Rong Yan ignored her and instead grabbed her wrists with one hand and placed them above her head, against the wall. He then tried to force his lanky leg in between her tightly shut thighs, seemingly pressing her down in a violating manner.
His kiss was warm and he began moving his lips towards her neck, collarbones and lastly, he ripped her shirt apart to plant a kiss on her nipple.
Luo Anning moaned uncontrollably. She clearly wanted to push him away but she began to feel weird all over.
Desire. She desired to be touched by him again…
She wanted him, she wanted more…
Realizing how wet she had become, Rong Yan gazed at her rosy cheeks lustfully and asked in a hoarse voice, “Luo Anning, do you want it?”
Luo Anning shook her head in a flustered manner. I don’t know. I don’t know at all… she thought.
She suddenly felt peculiar, warm and somehow empty…
She began rubbing her body against his and subconsciously draped her arms around his neck. Rong Yan’s heart skipped a beat and he bit down on her lips before sucking on them.
“Rong Yan… Yan…”
“Call me Hubby,” Rong Yan ordered.
“Hub… Hubby…”
“Tell me you’ll keep a distance from Mo Qiange from now onwards.”
“Qiange… Qiange?”
“Shut up! Who said you could address him in such an intimate manner when you’re in front of me?” Rong Yan gritted his teeth in exasperation, venting all of the anger that he had pent up.
He grabbed her chin and tightened his grip, causing her to be overwhelmed with excruciating pain. She slowly regained her rationality and stared at Rong Yan with watery eyes and a frown on her forehead.
What is he doing now? He’s forbidding me from addressing Mo Qiange?
Hah, what a joke. Why can’t I call Mo Qiange’s name?
Who is he to restrict me? I’ve never interfered or meddled with his life, ever!
“Rong Yan, let go of me! I’m not in the mood for nonsense with you!”
“Nonsense? Fine, if you think it’s nonsense, so be it!” Rong Yan then ripped her shirt and bikini away before throwing them onto the ground.
Luo Anning felt an excruciating pain when Rong Yan pressed her against the wall. She frowned and stared at him before bursting into laughter. “Rong Yan, have you already fallen in love with me? Otherwise, why are you controlling what I wear and forbidding me from calling Qiange’s name?”
Fallen in love with her?
Rong Yan’s body began to stiffen and he slowly released his grip on her wrist. Staring at her mysteriously, he wondered, do I fancy this sultry and melancholic face?
Watching as his body stiffened while he stopped pressing her against the wall, she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself before turning around to leave, for she did not want to stay with him a second longer.
