“I’m not thinking about anything,” An Ke shook off his hand: “Are you deliberately looking to argue? Or do you think you shouldn’t have abandoned your status and position to run away with me?”
Jun Hao pulled her close, cupping her face, and lowered his head to seal her chattering mouth with a wild kiss. He kissed her so forcefully, as if he wanted to swallow her whole. At this moment, he was declaring his ownership through action. After a long time, he finally released her: “If you think about other things while talking to me in the future, I’ll assume you want me to kiss you.
He had long been familiar with his domineering nature, but now he was actually kissing her on the main road. An Ke’s face still had lingering blush, looking more like a ripe apple that made people want to take a bite. However, she didn’t know that when she saw Jun Hao’s different gaze, she was so scared that she stepped back two steps and hurriedly surrendered: “I won’t think about anything else.” But in her heart, she cursed, “He’s just like a sex maniac.”
A BMW rushing over stopped beside the two, interrupting their seemingly flirtatious argument. Pei Xuan Yan was dressed in pure white casual attire, which was extremely inconsistent with his usual cold expression. His voice was as cold as always: “Hao, you’re back.”
“Brother Xuan, you’re here,” An Ke happily wanted to go forward, but Jun Hao quickly grabbed her and held her in his arms, still harboring some resentment towards Pei Xuan Yan.
Pei Xuan Yan smiled warmly at An Ke: “An Ke, are you doing well?”
