The man's voice was very low, like the whispers between lovers.
Song Qiao subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but the man seemed to have anticipated her move, holding her phone in one hand and encircling her waist with the other, trapping her in his embrace with no escape.
Trying hard to suppress the unease inside, she didn't know when her heart began to fluctuate with this man, even though they had only known each other for less than a month and had been married for less than two weeks.
The Lu Jingchen Song Qiao had seen was always gentle and refined, except for last night when she was forcibly kissed by him at a villa in Night City, showing a harsh side, but she had never seen him angry, just like just now.
"No need to pick up Wanwan, she will take a taxi here later. Just tell me where we're eating, I'll send her the address!"
