Ye Moxuan’s lips were dry and cold, and there wasn’t a single shred of warmth as he rubbed his lips against Shen Qi’s soft ones with force.
A long time had passed, yet Shen Qi did not come back to her senses. She hadn’t expected that she would be kissed by Ye Moxuan.
Ye Moxuan’s hand was placed behind her head, and he kept moving, wanting her to reciprocate the kiss. She could taste anger in his kiss as it felt rough on her lips.
Ever since Ms. Jing had helped Shen Qi apply that peach-colored lipstick on her plump lips, and after Shen Qi had bitten down on her lips in front of him, Ye Moxuan had felt a desire to kiss those luscious red lips. Even when she got into his car, Ye Moxuan had a hard time resisting the temptation that was Shen Qi. It was like that up until the moment he saw Lu Xunchang pull her close to him.