C16 He Was Kissed!

The martial arts studio was spacious, filled with an array of weapons. Yet, her preference lay in hand-to-hand combat; the rush she felt when her fist connected was an unexplainable delight. Suddenly, Su Ningning's careful gaze landed on Chu Yichen.

"So, I look forward to learning from you!" she said, rolling up her sleeves to reveal her pale arm. She assumed a combat stance, fully alert in the presence of the man before her.

"Let's see what you've got," Chu Yichen replied, his intense gaze settling on her exposed arm, heating up with interest. His look held a hint of aggression, causing her a twinge of discomfort.

Not one to overthink, Su Ningning decided to strike first. With a light exhalation, she launched an unrelenting attack towards his face, determined not to underestimate him again. The previous lesson was etched in her memory.

Chu Yichen's lips curved into a slight smile, his handsome features standing out in the light. Her fist was inches from his face when...

In a swift motion, Chu Yichen was quicker. His figure blurred, and her fist was suddenly enveloped by his warm hands. Su Ningning's heart skipped a beat, her pupils contracted, and she instinctively tried to pull back.

But with a swift turn and a gentle tug, Su Ningning found herself unable to retract her fist, and she was pulled into his embrace. The distinct scent of a woman filled his nostrils, pleasing and familiar. He drew closer to her.

His hot breath brushed against her delicate neck, sending her previously steady heart into a flurry of nervous beats. A peculiar sensation pulsed at the tip of her heart.

She felt overheated, her breath growing heavier. She tried to push away the man holding her, but how could she match his strength?

"Let go," she demanded, her voice a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.

In mere moments, Su Ningning's cheeks blazed with a heat that seemed to rival her racing heart, which threatened to burst from her chest. Embarrassingly, she found herself enjoying the warmth of his broad chest.

It felt like...

A peaceful sanctuary.

The thought only intensified her mix of embarrassment and irritation.

Chu Yichen's lips quirked into a roguish smirk. The pair were already mere inches apart, and he leaned in even closer to her face.

His breaths came quick and heavy, growing more intense by the second. Su Ningning was so tense she forgot how to breathe.

She was acutely aware of his lips hovering near her ear.

A deep, seductive voice whispered, "What do you think I'm going to do?"

"You... you..." Su Ningning's eyes, brimming with emotion, mirrored his silhouette, her voice faltering. She was at a loss on how to handle the moment unfolding before her.

She longed to escape the man's embrace, but she was no match for him.

Any movement would only bring them closer together.

With her cheeks flushed, she turned her head aside, lips pursed in an adorable pout that was irresistibly charming.

Suddenly, Chu Yichen's hands slid around the side of her neck.

He trapped her firmly between his arms and the wall.

His gaze was fixed on her lips, parting and pressing together—so vividly red and moist, they were utterly enticing. He yearned to taste them.

To find out if they were as sweet and succulent as the cherries he imagined.

"What are you going to do?" Su Ningning sensed the impending danger, her heart fluttering into disarray.

Her eyes were doe-like, resembling a startled bunny, yet this very look made Chu Yichen lose all semblance of self-control. He bent down.

His lips brushed against hers...