Before Cen Xi could react, he flexed and pushed her against the door frame instead. Very quickly, the slender figure was covered by the man's tall shadow.
There was a strong oppressive feeling.
Cen Xi's heart thumped crazily as she looked up and met the man's burning eyes. She pursed her lips tightly from uneasiness.
"Young Master Qiao, I'm Cen Xi, the Cen Xi that you hate the most. You would never touch me, rーmmhh!"
The man's slender fingers grabbed her chin before his lips mashed tightly against hers.
Cen Xi's eyes widened as she saw the man's handsome face and his long eyelashes that were prettier than most women before her. She was terribly panicked as her hands moved to push the man away. However, he was like a mountain right now. He never budged no matter how she tried to push him away.