Chapter 1092: Unspoken Rules (2)
Su Wanwan felt her entire body wrapped in a shiver of fear.
Her body was so weak she couldn’t stand at all, she could only hold onto his neck to maintain her balance.
This kiss was not the tentative touch of last night, but ****... so fiery it made her heart tremble.
The man seemed to have tasted the sweetness, simply pressing her against the elevator wall, kissing her with abandon, Su Wanwan’s hands were tightly held down to her sides, their bodies pressed closely together with almost no gap.
Su Wanwan’s brain was completely fried.
When she felt the change in his body, her brain not only fried but completely crashed.
She must be dreaming, right? This man, is he really Mu Yuze? No, impossible! She must have made a mistake!
She thought groggily, her heartbeat growing more intense, her whole self almost consumed by his fiery kiss!
When he finally let go of her, Su Wanwan’s legs went weak, nearly kneeling on the ground, but was promptly caught by the man.
His breath was still rapid, and his dark eyes finally showed a rare dazzling glow, incredibly sexy.
"Su Wanwan, in the past I indulged you too much, that’s why you had the nerve." He bit her earlobe and said hoarsely, "Listen, since you agreed to be with me back then, you’ve already lost the chance."
Su Wanwan felt even her hair was tingling.
She understood every word he said, but put together, she was utterly clueless about the meaning.
Seeing her face flushed, Mu Yuze bit hard on her lips before saying to the stunned Zhou Miaomiao outside the elevator, "Come over and help her."
"Oh..." Zhou Miaomiao walked in like a wandering soul, took over Su Wanwan from Mu Yuze, and then watched the man stride away from the elevator.
Su Wanwan seemed to finally come to her senses, barely standing straight, watching Mu Yuze’s back disappear from view.
Yet her mind was still a muddle.
What does it mean she doesn’t have a chance anymore! What on earth does he mean?
"Wanwan, are you okay?" Zhou Miaomiao, brimming with gossip, held back seeing Su Wanwan’s bewildered face.
Su Wanwan nodded blankly, uttered two words: "Let’s go."
All the way back, the two were unusually silent.
The usually chatty Zhou Miaomiao seemed frozen, not uttering a single word throughout.
Back at the apartment, Su Wanwan sat on the sofa, her face pale, lips red and swollen, looking still pitiful.
Zhou Miaomiao poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her.
Su Wanwan held the hot water in her palms.
"What does he mean?" she murmured, the question tormented her all the way, but she couldn’t figure it out.
Zhou Miaomiao’s eyes lit up, she had endured enough, "It means, since you promised him back then, you’ll never escape the palm of his hand!"
Zhou Miaomiao was standing outside the elevator then, and heard Mu Yuze’s words clearly.
"But... how could it be!" Su Wanwan couldn’t believe this setup, "At the time I told him to break up, and he agreed so easily."
"Oh, why dwell on the past, the key issue now is he wants to reconcile with you Wanwan!" Zhou Miaomiao became excited, "Wanwan, that’s Mu Yuze after all!"