Chapter 90: Equated Cheyenne with His Mother

The black, shiny leather shoes approached step by step, stepping on the golden maple leaves and making a dull and subtle sound. The man's heartbeat accelerated even more, and he unconsciously increased the strength of holding her, causing her waist to ache slightly. The tall man approached with a photo in his hand and walked up to Cheyenne. At this critical moment, the large hand that was placed on her waist suddenly held her face. The scent of the man rushed over, and the smell of perfume almost choked her coughing. "Um..." His lips pressed down, he kissed her domineeringly and forcefully. Although there was a layer of mask between them, Cheyenne could still feel the icy touch on his lips. "Pop..." The books in Cheyenne's hands fell one after another onto the ground. Some hit the man's instep. But he seemed unaware and continued holding her face firmly. Her pretty eyes stared at him wide-eyed with mist swirling inside them. As their eyes met each other's, he showed a hint o