The familiar male scent surrounding her, An Ke opened her eyes to find Jun Hao’s face, twice its normal size, before her. She instinctively retreated, but Jun Hao flipped over, pinning her beneath him. Precisely capturing her delicate lips, his lips were soft and hot, almost burning her cold lips, firmly sucking her mouth. Then, his tongue secretly invaded her mouth – a very strange sensation. Her body unconsciously heated up, a nameless tide rising from her inner depths, seemingly awakened, her muddled brain making her feel light and dizzy. His forceful tongue showed clear possession, wildly sucking and entangling her lips and tongue, making her unable to resist, only knowing complete submission. No, this demon was playing tricks again, wanting to see her sink beneath him, only to douse her with cold water. She wished for a hole to disappear into! Certainly, this hateful man – how could he kiss her until she lost her senses! Her reason told her to hate this man, but her body and heart seemed controlled by him, always falling into his occasional tenderness, unable to extricate herself.
No! She didn’t want this! She couldn’t let him humiliate her self-esteem. She pushed him away forcefully. Before he could catch her, she fell off the bed.
“An Ke!” he called, reaching to grab her.
An Ke scrambled up from the floor, quickly backing away, clutching her slightly disheveled clothes, her back against the wall. Jun Hao’s eyes blazed, his face flushed with passion. She believed she wasn’t much better, her whole body burning hot, her face almost capable of boiling a pot of water.
In her view, Jun Hao had no intention of letting her go, approaching her step by step, while she had nowhere to retreat, her heartache striking again…
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“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” Did she hear that wrong? He actually apologized to her. It must be an illusion. How could such an arrogant, domineering man possibly say sorry? And wasn’t she also unable to help herself? Her body’s reaction was the best explanation.
While she was in a daze, Jun Hao had already placed her on the bed, leaning down to kiss her forehead. An Ke then came to her senses, hurriedly pulling the blanket to cover herself, retreating to one side and warily glaring at him.
You are a professional translator who is proficient in both Chinese and English. Your task is to translate the following Chinese text into English. Requirements:
