Zhang Jingshu never imagined the man would suddenly kiss her, especially right after she had just vomited. She struggled but couldn't break free, her hands desperately pushing against his chest—
Jiang Yixiu had no intention of letting go; he'd been longing for her so much that he could barely contain himself now, wanting to devour her whole.
Earlier, he wasn't entirely sure that the woman in front of him was indeed her, but now he was a hundred percent sure. This was her; the taste of her kiss was unchanged.
If not her, who else could it be?
The man was overjoyed inside, but the woman was completely unwilling. She finally managed to break free after what felt like ages and slapped him hard across the face.
"Bastard, shameless ugly creep—"
Zhang Jingshu's ability to curse was limited. If she'd known a rogue like this would harass her, she definitely would have learned more online.
Jiang Yixiu chuckled shamelessly, "The more you curse me, the more I love you."
