The sudden tight embrace left Qi Jing stunned. When she finally reacted, her previously pale face was flushed. She clearly remembered that between her and Lin Tian, this was the first hug. Back when they dated for so long, the most intimate gesture they shared was holding hands.
Qi Jing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the complex emotions from Sun Decai's verbal attack disappeared, leaving only a faint joy in her heart.
His embrace was so secure, so reassuring, Qi Jing thought, infatuated.
Sun Decai was dumbfounded as he watched the scene unfold before him. Lin Tian ignored him, looking down at Qi Jing in his arms, and domineeringly kissed her, pressing his lips against her moist, red lips.
Qi Jing felt as if a current ran through her body, shooting straight to her head, giving her a dizzying sensation. Her hands, which were initially somewhat resistant, unconsciously gripped Lin Tian's clothing tighter.
Sun Decai seemed forgotten, standing there dumbly.
