Fu Xing's handsome face turned dark instantly, and he suddenly looked up, "Are you angry? You're still going to ignore me?" Although his tone was very calm, it made one's spine inexplicably chill.
But Lin Fu wouldn't possibly submit, "That's right, but seeing you come to me on your own... Ouch!"
Before she could finish her sentence, Fu Xing forcefully pulled her into his arms, his arm like iron clamping onto Lin Fu's slender waist.
Her whole body was wrapped in his embrace, leaving not a single gap.
Looking up, she met his eyes, dark and brooding like a ferocious beast's, his large hand imperiously pressed against the back of Lin Fu's head, leaving her no space to dodge or struggle.
She was forced to look him in the eye.
Fu Xing lowered his head, his stunningly handsome face even more captivating up close. His thin lips approached Lin Fu's earlobe, his breath brushing lightly against Lin Fu's sensitive skin, making her shiver uncontrollably.
