Jian Si had not yet seen clearly what was in front of her when her lips were suddenly sealed and a torrential kiss swept over her.
"Mmm…"
She instinctively wanted to struggle, but she smelled a familiar scent, shuddered all over, widened her eyes, and looked at the man in disbelief.
It was... Lu Youting.
He pinned her against the wall, forcefully and dominantly kissing her lips, devouring her breath.
Her mind went blank for a moment.
She couldn't understand why Lu Youting, who should be in the groom's changing room, appeared here.
A simple kiss seemed no longer enough for Lu Youting.
His hand moved from Jian Si's smooth neck down, untying her trench coat's belt and buttons, slipping under her undershirt to her sensitive waist, kneading gently yet firmly.
"Hiss…"
Jian Si gasped, shuddering all over, her wandering thoughts abruptly pulled back, and she pushed Lu Youting away.
She pushed him suddenly, catching Lu Youting off guard, and he was pushed away.