Chapter 534 Cheney Sylvan always wanted to sleep with her

Besides, the man was drunk, how could she take his words seriously?

You can't trust a man's words in bed.

"Jasy, even if you don't want to, you can only be mine, what should we do?" Sylvan Cheney smirked, his actions becoming more intense.

When Jasmine Yale heard Sylvan Cheney's shameless words, she was furious. She raised her hand and scratched his face!

Her nails left scratches on his face.

Two red marks of blood appeared instantly on Sylvan's face.

Sylvan frowned, grabbing her flailing hand.

"Jasmine Yale, your knack for scratching people is getting better and better, I'll cut your nails for you later."

Sylvan held her hand.

Back against the bathtub, Jasmine was both worn out and tired.

"No more..." she whimpered.

Sylvan couldn't control himself.

He poured all his suppressed passion from the past three years into this little fox (Jasmine), not letting go until Jasmine passed out from exhaustion again.