The passionate kiss almost rendered Song Qiao defenseless, even adding a hint of sensuality to her voice. She placed her hands on the man's chest, attempting to push him away forcefully, yet the moment she reached out, he caught her wrists and pinned them above her head, immobilizing her completely.
It was probably not the first time she was being kissed in such a plunderous way. After struggling a few times without success, Song Qiao stood still, letting the man rampage in her mouth as he pleased.
She didn't resist, but she also didn't respond.
It was unclear what aspect had left Lu Jingchen unsatisfied. In the next moment, he firmly grasped her chin, coercing her to open her mouth even more, and then his fiery tongue became even more domineering and rough as it plundered her mouth, almost reaching down her throat.
