The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 350: Prying Her Lips Open with a Kiss

Gu Yuan looked indifferently at the extremely unfamiliar man in front of her; after losing his memory, he became someone she completely did not recognize.

Even with things as they are now, she didn’t regret it.

"Entangling with you was just a matter of adults fulfilling their needs, didn’t you enjoy it too? Clinging like this is pointless, besides, you don’t look like a man lacking women."

Her attitude remained calm, not agitated by his words earlier.

Quan Jin placed his hand on her chin, squeezing it gently and then firmly, his lowered voice whispering in her ear: "You work here?"

Gu Yuan gave him a sidelong glance.

So, he didn’t listen to a single word she just said?!

"What do you do at Yingcan?" Even without her response, he continued to press.

"Where I work, or what I do, is none of your business." Gu Yuan’s attitude turned colder: "Don’t think just because you slept with me, you have any standing to question me. I’m telling you, you have no standing, and you certainly can’t control me."

With that,

she coughed lightly.

"No standing, is it..." Quan Jin didn’t notice if her cough had any discomfort.

Annoyed by her words, Quan Jin grabbed Gu Yuan’s shoulder with one hand and opened the car door with the other.

From his expression and actions, Gu Yuan could tell what he might do next. Her face changed slightly. She tried to avoid him, but upon realizing her intent, Quan Jin more forcefully pushed her into the car.

Gu Yuan fell onto the back seat, and Quan Jin’s tall figure squeezed in.

He pressed down on her, trapping her beneath him.

Gu Yuan couldn’t move, allowing him to do as he wished; however, she didn’t resist either, knowing it would be futile and only make him madder.

Perhaps the taste of that night was too intoxicating, making him addicted. Today, his target from the start was Gu Yuan’s lips. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

But he did not succeed, as at the moment his kiss came down, Gu Yuan turned her head to avoid it, as if in disdain.

He grasped her chin, turning her face to him: "Disdain me?"

Gu Yuan replied coldly, "Isn’t it obvious?"

"Wanting to kiss you is your fortune."

"Oh, thanks, but no need."

"..."

Gu Yuan continued, "I’m doing you a favor, after all, I’m dirty, aren’t I?"

"..."

On the night at Meiling No.1, he went straight to the point, yet acted as if he despised her dirtiness, never kissing her lips. But later, in the throes of passion, he couldn’t help but kiss her lips, lingering on endlessly.

Despising her on one hand, yet kissing her senselessly on the other.

Now, he’s slapping himself in the face.

At this moment, Quan Jin had nothing to say.

The cars parked in the garage mostly belonged to employees of Yingcan Century Building.

Gu Yuan’s car and its bumper were conspicuous, and even though conversing with Quan Jin outside the car was not an issue, he not only handled her, but also forcefully pushed her into the car. Although she could handle the surveillance with a word, there was no telling if someone else entered the garage and saw.

It would then become gossip among the employees.

Gu Yuan was someone who either did things openly or not at all, but obviously, Quan Jin wouldn’t be open with her now; to him, it was merely a game.

Gu Yuan looked askance at him, "You ought to have no shortage of women around you. What, recently unsatisfied, so you’re this impatient, not even caring about the place?"

"With a woman like you, anytime, anywhere is fine." He twisted her chin, kissed her, and after a taste, his expression was nearly one of satiation and obsession.

Gu Yuan: "..."

"Get up."

"No."

Gu Yuan was helpless; this man had skin as thick as iron.

Meeting Gu Yuan today was an unexpected delight for Quan Jin; he simply wanted to greet her and exchange contact info for keeping in touch later. He came with enthusiasm, yet she pretended not to know him.

How could he not be angry?

He was so furious he couldn’t control his actions, only wanting to vent his anger on her.

Only one clear thought occupied his mind: release his frustration on her!

But now, her cold words and indifferent attitude did not further ignite his fury; instead, they doused more than half of it, leaving him increasingly pacified.

Now, he just wanted to kiss her, touch her, indulge as if addicted, then cuddle with her intimately; Heaven knows he ached from yearning for her body.

Smelling the familiar 1957 perfume she wore, Quan Jin was endlessly greedy, wholly unable to control himself, immersed in her being; she was simply toxic to him, and he was irreparably poisoned.