"..." If Lu Zhaoyang had the strength, she would slap him until he was dead! Why could he not just let her be?!
"Ah —" She cried and arched her back. Her watery eyes glared back at him.
The man had bit her ear.
"You can cry louder." Huo Yunting pulled her back into his arms and said seductively.
Lu Zhaoyang clawed at his chest. "I'm going to fall!"
"Don't worry, I won't let you."
"... Huo Yunting, what do you want?!"
Lu Zhaoyang was furious! Clawing did not work, so she tried pinching him instead. Usually she would leave some marks on him when they were doing it in bed, but there had never been any excessive force.
Today, however, he had truly crawled under her skin!
Huo Yunting frowned slightly. "That hurts…"
"Then let me go!" Their current posture was too sexual.
"You're so heartless, Lu Zhaoyang." What a b*tch. She would not yield to me no matter what I do.