Just as her hand was about to touch Xi Mohan's body, the man who had closed his eyes to rest suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
The next second, the man's deep and hoarse voice sounded, "You really don't listen, do you?"
Then, before she could react, Xi Mohan had already pulled her directly towards him, pinning her against his chest, and his thin lips sealed hers.
Xi Mohan didn't react at all, her entire person was already restrained by Xi Mohan in a French kiss, and when she finally realized and wanted to struggle, she found she couldn't break free.
The driver in front sensed the commotion behind, glanced back briefly, then quickly redirected his focus to the road ahead, not daring to look back again.
The inherent power difference between men and women was already significant, and Xi Mohan finally released her when he had kissed enough.
