Arriving at the place Li Weiwei mentioned, Su Anle saw Qiao Zi standing at the door. Qiao Zi looked shocked, but she was very calm, her gaze lingering on Qiao Zi for just a second before she moved away and pushed the door open.
The man had his back to her, still the height she remembered, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and impossibly long legs.
A black shirt, perfectly tailored.
Su Anle stood quietly in place without making a sound for a full five seconds before the man slowly turned around.
Their eyes met in the air, and the next second, Su Anle felt her waist being fiercely restrained and her chin pinched painfully. The man's kiss came with great force as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
Su Anle's eyes blurred for a moment, but she regained her calm in just two seconds.
As if the one who was forcibly kissed was not her, as if the one she reunited with wasn't him.
