After exiting the elevator, Tang Yige didn't give herself time to hesitate or feel upset. She took a breath and quickly walked towards room 603.
Standing in front of the suite door, Tang Yige raised her hand and pressed the doorbell.
Her fingers trembled as she lowered her hand.
Yige was now so nervous that she had completely lost track of time.
Her whole body was tense and a bit bewildered.
Suddenly.
The door opened in front of her.
Tang Yige's long eyelashes fluttered gently. She was pulled into the suite by a warm hand that clasped her wrist.
Bam.
The door slammed shut behind her.
Immediately, her back was pressed against the door by a wide chest.
A familiar, crisp scent wafted to her nose. Tang Yige stiffly lifted her eyes, her eyeballs trembled with disbelief.
Two slender fingers pinched her chin.
Tang Yige felt the presence becoming more intense and closer.
At the moment her lips were sealed, her heart started beating wildly and irregularly.
