But Xie Wanqing was obviously startled by him. She stood still, looking troubled, "You..."
She hesitated for a moment and didn't continue speaking.
Initially, she wanted to send him out as before, but thinking that he would soon leave the Capital, she couldn't bring herself to make him sleep in the study.
In that brief moment of hesitation, Pei Yuqing walked over, pulled her arm, and was about to lead her to the bed when Xie Wanqing hurriedly pushed back, "My hair is still..."
Before she finished her sentence, his large palm pressed against the back of her head, her slightly damp black hair tangling around his long fingers. With a light force, he drew her into his embrace and bent down to kiss her incessantly chattering lips, swallowing all her words of refusal.
So assertive it was astonishing.
