The hand around his waist only tightened, pressing their bodies closer together, and Xie Lian’s struggling hands were firmly folded and crushed against his own chest, trapping them in place. His lips, too, were securely sealed. The kiss deepened, and with it, a breath of cool, gentle air was transferred into his mouth. Completely helpless and at a loss, just as Xie Lian began to accept his fate, he finally saw the person’s face clearly. It was Hua Cheng. The moment he realized it was Hua Cheng, he stopped struggling.





















