His eyes suddenly darkened, his gaze burning hot like magma. That desire he'd finally managed to push down surged up again, clawing its way from the base of his spine through his whole body, howling madly, craving, just like every single day and night in his dreams. The want and the restraint made him go rigid all over, his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
"I can't do it, I can't do it." Meng Ping suddenly let go and turned to rush out.
Because Sheng Ning had been struggling hard, the moment he let go she fell straight to the ground.
Su Jiang ached for her, practically wishing he could shoot this bastard dead.
"Sheng Ning, are you okay?" Xu Mo was also startled by the sudden turn of events and hurried forward to check on her.
"I'm fine." Sheng Ning was helped up; it was winter and she was bundled up, so the fall wasn't that bad.
"Good if you're fine, I'll go see how Boss is." Xu Mo gave an apologetic smile, grabbed his and Meng Ping's coats and dashed out after him.
