Qin Jingchen's throat tightened slightly as he asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you wear the bracelet?"
She had accepted it, but never put it on.
Jiang Zhe turned back to him, looking at him with a calm tone, "Most good things aren't durable. What if it breaks when dropped?"
Qin Jingchen laughed, "That's also true."
He stepped forward and took her hand.
The girl's fingertips were slightly cool, touching his palm, a sensation like jade.
She tried to pull away, but it only increased the man's grip, refusing to let go of her fingers.
This time, without allowing Jiang Zhe too much resistance, Qin Jingchen kissed her directly.
The previous two times had been her forcefully kissing him, but this time Qin Jingchen took the initiative. The kiss, however, was not aggressive; it was somewhat gentle.
With her waist seized, Jiang Zhe instinctively sensed danger and felt an impulsive need to resist.
It was a reaction written into her genes from a long time ago.