Her slender fingers were suddenly gripped tightly.
"You plan to get out of the car like this? Want other men to see you in this disheveled state?" Mo Xun's dark eyes carried a hint of danger that made one's nerves tense.
Before she could react, he pressed her against the seatback and kissed her with a raw intensity.
"Let me go…" she screamed uneasily.
His gaze was terrifying.
Tang ZhiLuo was afraid if this continued, she'd be torn apart by him.
"I was just drunk last night, babbling nonsense. Don't read too much into it…" she tried to explain.
Mo Xun sneered coldly, his gaze aggressive, "Too late."
Her eyelashes trembled in fright as she raised her hand to fend him off, only for both her hands to be pinned down against her sides.
The fierce kisses fell on her again.
She cursed him angrily, to no avail.
She bit him, but it also had no effect.
Pressed against the seatback, she was relentlessly tormented by him.