Gong Beiming slightly furrowed his thick brows, feeling that something was off, but how could someone as persistent and proud as he give up.
So once again, he stubbornly lowered his head to kiss her.
She turned her head away again... The defiance in her motion was very clear.
He sensed something was wrong and reached out to pinch her small chin, forcing her to make eye contact with him.
From the tearful shine in her eyes, he saw her sadness and despair.
And a hint of evasion...
Gong Beiming, such a sharp person, how could he not notice the change in her.
"Chi Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"
Chi Xiaoyu leaned against the cold wall, shaking her head in silence.
He lowered his head again, and this time, because he was pinching her chin, she could not evade.
He forcefully pried open her lips, his other large hand tightly pulling her close, not letting her escape.
This kiss was incredibly entwined, filled with all his longing for her these past days.