A man trying to seduce the police captain: Captain Lu, you're doomed!

A crisp "snap" sound.

The slap landed hard on his face.

The crisp sound echoed in the quiet night on the riverbank, sounding particularly jarring.

Su Wan covered her lips tightly, her fingertips trembling, her eyes full of defensiveness, refusing to let him get any closer.

With her other hand pressed firmly against his chest, she could clearly feel the violent rise and fall of his chest.

"Lu Chenyuan, don't come any closer!"

Her voice was choked with sobs, yet it also carried a fierce determination to go all out.

"If you dare take another step closer, I'll bite my tongue and kill myself!"

The threat seemed to have no effect whatsoever; instead, it made him chuckle softly.

The laughter was somewhat hoarse, somewhat helpless, and somewhat indulgently obsessive.

Lu Chenyuan never knew that wanting to kiss someone could be so wonderful.

The warmth of their lips touching, the sensation of their skin against each other, and her faint fragrance were all addictive to him.

No wonder she always wanted to pounce on him when she saw him before.

At that time, he hadn't yet realized he liked her.

And now that she doesn't like him anymore, so what?

He still wanted it.

No matter what she's thinking right now, no matter how much she resists, once she's provoked him, she won't be able to escape so easily.

He lowered his head, his dark eyes fixed on her.

The person trapped between his body and the tree trunk was still trembling slightly. His fair face was flushed with fear and anger, making him look even more alluring.

Her lips were slightly swollen and red from being kissed, glistening with moisture and gleaming alluringly in the night.

Under his gaze, her cheeks flushed even more.

Was it because of embarrassment, or because of anger?

Lu Chenyuan thought to himself, "It's probably because he's angry."

Shyness is something that simply doesn't exist in her.

After all, she used to be so crazy, so passionate.

The image of her rushing towards him without regard for anything else was vividly etched in his mind, not fading away in the slightest.

On the contrary, it became even more intense because of his belated affection.

Her radiant beauty and charm were an indelible mark on his heart.

He suddenly released one hand, took out his phone, looked up, and his gaze fell on her face.

Asking a question you already know the answer to.

"You blocked my account?"

"Yes."

Su Wan answered crisply and decisively, without the slightest hesitation in her eyes.

"I didn't want to contact them anymore, so I blocked them."

"Oh."

He chuckled softly, his gaze sweeping over the bag she clutched tightly to her chest, and reached out his hand.

What are you doing?

Su Wan immediately became vigilant and protected her bag, refusing to let go.

Lu Chenyuan was much stronger than her and snatched the bag away with a gentle tug.

He expertly unzipped his jacket, took out his phone, paused his fingertip on the screen, and typed six eights.

With a "click," the screen unlocked.

Su Wan simply couldn't believe how he knew her password.

Looking at her shocked expression, Lu Chenyuan felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

Just as I had imagined, she was simple-minded.

Her phone password, like her personality, was simple and straightforward, easily recognizable at a glance.

Therefore, the sincerity that was once presented to him was even more genuine than real gold.

It was he who personally crushed that sincere heart.

Now, he wants to pick up her shattered heart piece by piece, until she changes her mind.

Lu Chenyuan lowered his head, his fingers flying across the screen as he pulled his number out of the blacklist.

When his gaze swept over that note, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and a hint of surprise and a touch of barely perceptible bitterness flashed in his eyes.

On the screen, there was a prominent note: "Future Husband."

Su Wan saw it in an instant as well.

Her heart skipped a beat, her cheeks instantly burning hot. She quickly reached out, trying to snatch the phone from his hand.

"Give it back to me!"

Lu Chenyuan was one step ahead. He saved the number again, and with a light tap of his finger, he deleted the three words "future," leaving only the bare words "husband."

"Lu Chenyuan, you've gone mad!"

Su Wan's eyes reddened with anger. Now she was certain that he was really sick, and seriously so.

Once she got her phone back, she immediately pulled out his number, her fingers trembling, ready to delete him again with a fierce look in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, her wrist tightened, and she was pulled into his arms again.

He lowered his head and captured her lips. This kiss was undeniably forceful and breathtaking.

Su Wan felt as if she could stop breathing during his forceful plundering.

She struggled desperately, twisting her shoulders and pounding his chest with her hands in a silent, fierce protest. Tears streamed down her face like broken beads, soaking their intertwined clothes.

But he couldn't stop his actions.

The more tears she shed, the more fiercely he kissed her.

The force between his lips and teeth carried a ruthless, almost punishing tone, as if he wanted to tear her apart and devour her whole.

His heart ached when the scalding, salty tears fell into his mouth.

It felt as if a piece of me had been ripped out, and it hurt terribly.

A dense, tingling pain spread throughout my limbs and bones.

But he couldn't stop.

I don't want to stop either.

Her rejection and protest were like a knife chilled to the bone, piercing his heart.

Reason told him that if things continued this way, he might lose her forever and make her completely disgusted with him.

Her struggle and resistance were genuine; her trembling eyelashes and reddened eyes revealed real fear.

But he had no choice.

His body desperately longed to embrace her, and this moment of lips touching became the only cure for his aching heart.

Only in this way can one alleviate the surging violence in one's heart and the suffocating pain of being rejected.

Until a very, very long time, so long that she slowly lost her strength.

Her arms fell limply to her sides, and she could no longer struggle in his arms. She collapsed into his embrace like a lump of mud.

He then slowly released the person.

He gently stroked her lips, which were red and swollen from being kissed, with his fingertips.

Her eyes were wide open, bloodshot and glistening with tears.

His voice was hoarse and broken beyond recognition.

"Su Wan, can you give me a moment now? Will you listen to me?"

Su Wan looked at him.

Even under the cover of night, his face remained as handsome as ever. The glow of the streetlights fell upon his sharply defined features, outlining his cold, hard lines.

Those eyes, which were usually covered in ice, were now filled with emotions she couldn't understand.

Like a churning deep sea, it hides endless obsession and pain.

Beneath his high, straight nose, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his jawline was taut.

Even the veins on his neck bulged slightly, revealing a suppressed madness.

There was still a trace of bright red blood on her lips, from when she bit down hard in anger during her struggle.

The touch of red against his pale lips looked exceptionally sexy.

It is also exceptionally tempting, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow, dangerous yet alluring.

But all she felt was fear.

A fear that runs deep in your bones.

Yes.

It was a fear that came from the bottom of one's heart.

She could tell that the Lu Chenyuan in front of her was no longer the person she had first met.

Lu Chenyuan, who was cold, aloof, and kept everyone at arm's length, seemed to have gone completely mad at some point.

Although her body was shamefully struggling, in the last few seconds, it trembled slightly and subconsciously responded to his kiss.

But my mind was perfectly clear.

That kind of response is just a bodily instinct, and has nothing to do with being attracted to someone.

She bit her lip, and could still taste a faint metallic taste of blood on her tongue.

She knew that refusing at this point would only result in him taking even more aggressively.

So he softened his voice, and said with a thick nasal tone.

"you say."

Her throat still carried a soft, trembling quality from the passionate kiss, which was incredibly soothing.

Even his breath was burning hot.

With each breath, he exuded a cool yet scorching aura.