We Aren't Actually Married

The room was still lit by the colorful lights. As the warm glow fell on the man's body, he smiled slightly. His dimly lit face was handsome and charming, "When did you get back?"

It was a lovely scene with a warm man and gentle attraction.

Yu Gangan moved her lips to say that she was never coming back, but just as she twitched a little, Fang Zhihan leaned over and covered her mouth. He then pried open her lips, twisted his tongue with hers and kissed her deeply.

This kiss was filled with passion and affection, as well as longing and yearning. He hugged her tightly like he wanted to squeeze her into his body.

The kiss was long.

But, just as Yu Gangan was about to run out of breath, Fang Zhihan gently released her.

Yu Gangan's lips were red from the kiss. So were her cheeks.

But, her heart remained a little cold.

She tried hard to act like she didn't care, but she was like a piece of glass that could shatter with one step.