Lu Youting's large hands fiercely tore at the jacket, and the fragile zipper burst open under his rough movements, pushing the base layer clothes upwards, leaving the soft, smooth skin exposed to the air and in front of his eyes.
The sudden chill made Jian Si's skin crawl and she abruptly woke up, her fleeting rationality instantly returning, immediately infuriating her to the point where her eyes saw stars as she struggled desperately, "Lu Youting, you bastard, let me go!"
Lu Youting used the clothes to restrain her arms, staring unblinkingly at her with a depth in his eyes that seemed too thick to dissolve.
"This is your punishment for deceiving me."
When had she deceived him?
"…?" Just as Jian Si was about to ask what he meant, Lu Youting bent down again and sealed her lips with his, sucking forcefully and roughly, making Jian Si feel suffocated at times.
Lu Youting's nimble tongue swept through her mouth, greedily seeking every inch of her breath.