As soon as the elevator doors closed, Nangong Yaoling pressed himself against her.
"Nangong Yaoling, are you crazy?" Xia Xiaonuan desperately pushed him away. Nangong Yaoling pinned both her hands above her head with one hand.
His other hand started unbuttoning her blouse.
One button, two buttons.
Xia Xiaonuan's entire body convulsed; his grip was so strong it hurt her terribly. Anger erupted throughout her body, torturing her to the point of dizziness.
Xia Xiaonuan trembled violently.
Just then, the elevator dinged.
It was like waking from a dream. Xia Xiaonuan's blank mind was brought back to reality. She forcefully pushed the man away from her.
Frantically arranging her disheveled clothes, she opened her eyes to see a crowd standing at the elevator entrance.
Inside the elevator, Nangong Yaoling, though still fairly composed, was slightly disheveled, while Xia Xiaonuan had red lips and visible marks on her neck, using one hand to cover her chest tightly.
