Chapter 162 This method of "extinguishing the fire" is truly...unique.

The door was easily pushed open.

The bathroom was filled with steam, mixed with Feng Jin's cold and aggressive aura, which instantly engulfed her like a heat wave.

Just as her eyes were blurred by the steam and she hadn't fully adjusted to the light in the bathroom—

A wet arm suddenly wrapped around her waist.

Before she could even utter a cry of alarm, her feet were instantly lifted off the ground.

The next second, she was already sitting on the cold, hard washbasin countertop.

Immediately afterwards, a body still dripping with water exerted a sense of pressure, bending its legs to force open her closed legs.

Water droplets slid down his chest to his lower abdomen, dripping onto her clothes and instantly leaving watermarks.

The air was thick with mist, blurring his vision. He could only vaguely make out his disheveled, wet hair, with water droplets dripping from the ends and running down his taut jawline.

Those dark golden eyes shone brightly in the mist, like a predator locking onto its prey.

Shen Yuepo's heart suddenly raced, and she was about to speak—

Feng Jin moved even faster than her.

A large hand gripped the back of her neck, and the next second, a pair of lips, hot and moist, landed on her without warning.

"Hmm!"

All voices and astonishment were silenced.

This is not a gentle probe, but a long-planned attack to seize territory.

He forcefully pried open her slightly parted lips, which were trembling with surprise, and his unique scent instantly overwhelmed all her senses.

The rising steam blurred the mirror and also blurred consciousness.

Shen Yuepo's mind went blank.

His kiss was filled with possessiveness. Shen Yuepo felt her lips go numb and painful from being sucked, and she was entangled by him with nowhere to escape.

His large hand gripped the back of her head tightly, forcing her to endure his frantic demands even more closely.

His other hand held her waist tightly, his burning palm scalding her skin through the thin fabric, pressing her even harder against him.

Below was a cold washbasin, while in front of him stood a person as solid as lava.

The huge temperature difference caused Shen Yuepo to tremble uncontrollably, even her toes curling up.

It burned her fingertips until they went numb.

Shen Yuepo felt a powerful electric current explode instantly, sweeping through his entire body.

She felt like she was really getting to know him.

My cheeks, ears, and neck felt like they were being roasted over a fire.

"Ugh... Ashes!"

She finally managed to squeeze out a broken syllable from her blocked lips and tongue, her hands instinctively pressing hard against Feng Jin's bare chest.

The skin beneath her palms was burning hot. This sensation, instead of pushing him away, seemed to ignite a fuse, causing her own palms to burn as well, and even tremble slightly.

The force of the shoving was more like a caress that seemed to both resist and welcome.

Feng Jin finally released her swollen and red lips, and stepped back slightly, but his body still kept her firmly trapped on the washbasin.

Seizing the momentary opening, Shen Yuepo abruptly turned her head, "Feng Jin, I can't breathe..."

Feng Jin didn't speak immediately, but buried his face in her neck, his nose brushing against her sensitive skin, and he was also breathing rapidly.

His warm lips unconsciously brushed against her carotid artery, bringing a tingling shiver.

Several seconds passed before he spoke, his voice hoarse and barely audible:

"It clearly says on my phone that a kiss in the bathroom can make people lose their senses..."

He took a deep breath, as if trying to suppress something, "It seems it was all a lie."

Shen Yuepo was both amused and exasperated by his self-righteous complaint, yet also found it utterly absurd.

She pushed Feng Jin's head away, gritted her teeth, and said, word by word:

"Feng Jin, you're not allowed to look at that nonsense anymore!"

After saying that, driven by intense embarrassment, she recklessly strained her waist and abdomen, trying to slide off the washbasin.

But she forgot…

Forget about the awkward position of being blocked.

As she slipped, her body inevitably moved downwards.

"Well!"

"hiss!"

Two distinct gasps rang out simultaneously!

Shen Yuepo froze instantly, his brain completely shut down.

Feng Jin gasped sharply, letting out a muffled groan filled with pain, the veins on the back of his hand gripping her waist bulging.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous red.

He practically gritted his teeth, squeezing out a few words from deep in his throat, "You did it on purpose."

When Shen Yuepo came to her senses, the bathroom door was slammed shut in front of her with a loud bang, almost hitting her nose.

Immediately afterwards, a cold, ghostly aura surged out from the crack in the door, instantly dispelling the warmth inside the room, and even the air seemed to freeze.

Shen Yuepo looked at the wisps of frost-like cold air seeping out from under the door crack, the blush on her cheeks not yet completely faded.

This method of "extinguishing the fire" is truly...unique.