"Why are you..."
Lu Wanwan hadn't finished her sentence when the man who was so calm downstairs just moments ago suddenly adopted a very firm attitude.
He took a step forward with his long legs, grabbed her wrist, and forced her into the room.
With a "bang," the door was slammed shut.
Lu Wanwan retreated in a panic step by step, unable to finish her sentence.
She knew that Gu Annan had come to the United States, but she hadn't expected him to appear before her so soon.
Liancheng? Momo?
She didn't have time to think clearly, already forced to retreat by the man's overwhelmingly strong presence.
Her back pressed against the wall, and in front of her was Gu Annan's tall figure, his arms completely enclosing her.
She breathed rapidly, unable to move.
She merely lifted her head, her chin still pressed against his chest.
His deep eyes were like unfathomable ink, fixed on her intently.
His thin lips pressed into sharp lines, saying nothing.
