Zhang Yueze took a deep breath, with a twinkle in his deep eyes, "If it's because of your parents, I hope you don't have to worry, I will solve it... All you need to do is, have the courage to face it with me."
"I don't like you, and there is no need to face it with you." Zhao Yumo looked directly into his eyes and tried to pretend to be determined.
His sharp eyes darkened slightly, his face showed no expression, but his hand suddenly held the back of her head, and his lips covered hers heavily.
His kiss was always domineering and fiery, crushing her lips like a stone.
She was stunned for a moment, and immediately wanted to push him away, but he had no choice but to cover her head with one hand and hold her back with the other, holding her firmly in place, leaving her completely unable to resist.
Perhaps he had been expecting it for too long. His kiss was fierce and wild, like crazy waves violently attacking the rocks.
He used all his strength to kiss her, so hard that he seemed to swallow her up, just like the strong wind trying to sweep the fine sand into a whirlpool.
It seemed that he was deliberately punishing her. His kiss was messy, rough, and showed no mercy at all.
Under his suppression, Zhao Yumo was like a seedling in the wind, being tossed around and completely unable to resist.
She can only surrender and let the stormy kisses invade her at will and torture her to her heart's content.
Just when she was about to suffocate from the torture, there was a sudden knock on the door, and the director's voice came from outside the door, "Dr. Zhao, have you finished talking to that gentleman?"
Zhao Yumo was startled and his body trembled heavily.
Zhang Yueze then let go of her and looked at her with messy breath.
Zhao Yumo's face turned red from being suppressed, and he couldn't breathe smoothly. He looked at him with annoyance and helplessness.
She adjusted her breathing and shouted towards the door, "Let's talk about it soon."
"Who said the talks were over? You haven't faced the problem squarely yet." Zhang Yueze stretched out his hand and gently touched her slightly red lips.
She looked at him indifferently and pushed his hand away, "I already told you that there is nothing to talk about. I hope you won't harass me."
He smiled lightly, stretched his hand back, and touched her forehead, "Why would I come to harass you? I came to love you. If you don't agree to go back with me, I will come here every day.
The hospital loves you.”
Zhao Yumo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned and left.