Chen Qianmo's eyes held worry, even fear of losing her, but there was also a flicker of anger.
Having known him for so long, she rarely saw him express such emotions.
Chen Qianmo advanced, seizing her arm, his eyes cold and piercing as he stared straight into hers.
Yan Qingruo resisted somewhat, "You're hurting me."
"I want to hurt you!" His words were laced with anger and a hint of evil, and at the same time, he fiercely bit her red lips.
This wasn't the usual gentle entanglement but a somewhat crazed action that caused pain to her lips and tongue.
"Chen… Qianmo…" Yan Qingruo tried to push him away, but she was held so firmly she couldn't move.
The harder she resisted, the more ferociously Chen Qianmo kissed her, giving her no chance at all.
This little woman dared to entertain thoughts of leaving him; the very idea ignited a rage in Chen Qianmo, an urge to punish her severely!