152 Sincerity Is Just Next to Misery (2)

After Song Qingchun said that, she waited for Su Zhinian to reply. Realizing he was not going to, she took two steps back, wanting to go past him and head upstairs.

However, she had merely put one foot back when Su Zhinian suddenly reached out to grab her wrist and pulled her to stand before him.

Song Qingchun was rattled by Su Zhinian's sudden action. Her heart constricted and stopped beating.

Before she realized what was happening, before she could even get a word out, or even a sound, his palm grabbed the back of her head, and his lips eagerly and deliberately attacked hers.

Song Qingchun's brain blanked out at that moment; her eyes opened and stared dazedly at Su Zhinian's painting-like features that were uncomfortably close to her.

His gentle and fiery lips ground against her lips with every ounce of energy in his body.