She tugged with both arms at Lu Yanzhi's elbows but instead found herself pinned against the wall by him.
He used such force that her back was slammed slightly against the wall as she grimaced.
"Hiss!" She let out a cold breath of air. "Lu Yanzhi, you barbarian! Other than force, what else are you good at?"
"Nothing! I'm just barbaric!" He said as he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.
It was a fierce kiss that felt as though a typhoon had hit her. His musky breath brought with it a trace of warmth while his manly pheromones were burning with possessiveness.
It was an unusual kiss such that the both of them were heaving by the time he stopped.
Qianxun felt her entire mouth going numb with the kiss and her body burning slightly hot as she raised her brow and glared at him. "Lu Yanzhi, bloody hell, are you done?!"
"No!"