Transmigrating into a Book and Winning Freedom After Serving My Sentence

The One Forgotten in the Time Spent Transmigrating into a Book × The Isolated, Independent, Fearless Powerhouse

“Yu Shengxi, be my girlfriend.”

His voice rang especially clearly beneath the still night sky.

A flicker of something unusual passed through Yu Shengxi's eyes. She tried to suppress it, while Xing Xu held her hand tightly in his.

Her voice was cool and indifferent. “Xing Xu, I will never be your girlfriend.”

She slowly and forcefully pulled her hand from his palm.

Xing Xu noticed her resistance and suddenly pushed her toward the wall behind her.

Afraid she might hit it, he wrapped an arm around her waist and raised his other hand to shield her back.

Xing Xu leaned over her, lifted her chin with two fingers, then lowered his head and kissed her.

His kiss was fierce. When he felt her lips pressed too tightly shut, he bit her lower lip.

Yu Shengxi frowned in pain. Before she could let out a hiss, Xing Xu's tongue slipped inside, deepening the kiss as he teased her soft tongue and wantonly sucked its tip, then swept over the base of her tongue...

Xing Xu couldn't stand hearing her reject him in such a cold voice.

He kept his eyes open, watching the emotions cross her face. She was like a judge sentencing him to life in prison, and he was like a convict, willing to take his punishment.

He would love only her for the rest of his life.

Yu Shengxi was close to suffocating before Xing Xu finally drew back. He brushed his thumb across her alluring lips, pulled her into his arms by the waist, and stroked her back to help her catch her breath.

He listened quietly to her breathing.

The winter night wind was bone-chilling.