Xi Ming quickly but gently grabbed Ye Jin, pinning her against the wall, his body shielding her. He leaned close to her, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, "Forgive me, Jin-er, for what I am about to do."
Suddenly, his lips crashed into hers in a heated kiss, his lips plunging deep into her mouth sucking her lips vigorously. The kiss was not gentle at all. His mouth claimed hers with a strong force that almost left her breathless, his lips moving against hers as though trying to draw every ounce of her into him, as if he was trying to swallow her whole. His lips were surprisingly soft, yet the kiss was anything but soft. She could taste the faint sweetness of wine still lingering in his breath
Ye Jin's eyes widened in shock, her mind racing.
Ah, this was not how she imagined their first kiss to be.