Because of the pain, a layer of crystalline mist veiled her bright, shining eyes. She lifted her delicate chin, pouting her red lips with a soft, aggrieved voice, "What are you doing, let go of me!"
The man did not let go, instead, he gripped her even tighter.
The woman's dark, glistening eyes shone like the sun washed by rainwater, incredibly radiant, as if they possessed a magical power that could hook someone into sinking deeper. Her little glutinous rice mouth was already noticeable, and now that she puckered it, it was simply… temptingly provoking!
Huai Fu Yueming's breathing was unsteady, the corners of his narrow eyes slightly red. He clenched his teeth with a certain disdain and scorn, "Do you think I will spare you another glance by doing this?"
Mi Yao...
"Let me tell you, even if you strip off your clothes and lie on my bed, I won't spare you another glance!"
