Xu Buyan suddenly reached out and grabbed Liang Qingmo's waist.

His fingertips were slightly cool, as if carrying some kind of magic that made people tremble in their hearts.

Liang Qingmo felt his body suddenly stiffen, and then he grabbed his hand that was about to take a step further.

Liang Qingmo shuddered all over.

In a flash, Xu Buyan grabbed her arm and pinned her to the wall, the dim light in front of her blocked by his broad shoulders.

Her entire back was pressed against his big hand, and the shadow under her white collarbone rose and fell with her breathing.

"Xu...Xu Buyan!"

Xu Buyan stepped forward and slowly lowered himself, his eyes flashing with light and firework: "I gave you time to react just now."

His kiss came down, more possessive than ever.

Liang Qingmo tried to push him away when he wasn't paying attention, but he used a little force, and then Xu Buyan's head hit the wall, making a very pleasant sound.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"Liang Qingmo, it hurts!" Xu Buyan looked down at him, seeming a little dazed.

“This time it really hurts!”

"It hurts... Even if it hurts, just bear it."

After saying that, Liang Qingmo stood up and was about to leave.

Xu Buyan pressed the man down on the bed with a sullen face, "Why are you entangled with him again?"

He was referring to Ling Jiaye.

"I have something else I want to ask him...and it has nothing to do with you."

Her unfamiliar and cold words made Xu Buyan's heart startled.

He let go of her, but his fingertips still lingered on the touch of her skin.

......

Not long after Liang Qingmo left, there was a knock on the door.

Xu Buyan thought Liang Qingmo had forgotten to take something.

He stood up and opened the door. The smile on the man's face disappeared immediately when he saw him. His tone was a little unhappy. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to deliver something to Mr. Xu." Song Yingying had a faint smile on her face.