Bo Fengheng was both furious and despicable, pressing her onto the bed to sternly "educate" her.
But...
He irritably pressed his brow, discarding those unpleasant images from his mind, and tentatively asked, "If you trust me, can you leave it to me?"
"Really?" Mu Yin was delighted. She actually did not want to see that person again, as he was truly repulsive. She was thrilled that he was willing to help, her heart leaping as a smile inadvertently appeared.
Those deep dimples looked like a sprite bewitching souls.
Bo Fengheng's eyes were captivated as if glued to her face, and his Adam's apple rapidly bobbed.
Mu Yin met his gaze, her cheeks involuntarily heating up, her heart racing, and she couldn't help biting her lip, her speech faltering, "Thank you..."
Before she could utter the word "Ah," she suddenly was pushed against the wall.
The man's tall body enveloped her, bending down sharply, and sealed her lips.
"Hmm..." Mu Yin couldn't believe her eyes as they widened.