Feng Yexuan wanted to ignore it, but her frown was really irritating.

Unexpectedly, I saw her eyebrows tangled together.

He relaxed his hand slightly, but did not let go.

Just when she lowered her head, she saw some redness and swelling on her wrist where she had just held it.

The physical differences between men and women are really so obvious.

Just a little bit of force can squeeze her like this.

He couldn't help but remember that that night, she was under him, and her tender body was covered with red marks that he accidentally made.

In his mind, the image of her breathing low lingered, and her body tensed up for a moment.

"Let go." Chu Qianli muttered and waved her hand.

I couldn't get rid of his grip, and I was obviously very unhappy.

"You bitch, let go, it hurts so much."

The voice was hoarse, but he could still hear every word clearly.

She called him a bitch again!

I simply don’t want to live!

The strange thing is that he couldn't get angry after being insulted like this.

All his attention, accidentally, was on her thin lips.

This little mouth is pink and tender, with a thin layer of moist luster due to drinking wine.
Chapter completed!