Savage, overbearing, stubborn, he won't listen to any of her explanations regarding the things he has decided on himself.
This is Baili Xia's understanding of Mu Xiaoyao.
Now, his large hand is again locked around her throat, and if this continues, the result will surely be like last time.
Last time, it was interrupted because the time wasn't up, but how about this time?
Has the third day already arrived?
She wanted to explain, wanted to tell him her difficulties.
But she didn't know how to start, and more importantly, she didn't have any chance to speak at all.
In her fluster, her hand landed on the small tea table beside the sofa.
She didn't know what she had touched, held it tightly in her hand, and was about to swing it at his arm.
However, when she noticed it was a fruit knife, she suddenly halted the swing she was about to make at him.
That was a knife, even a slight touch would wound and draw blood...
Just one moment of hesitation, and her breathing became heavier.