"Yu Jingchen, let go of me, you have no right to treat me like this!"
Carried aloft, An Ning kicked and hit with all her might, but no matter how much she resisted, she couldn't stop Yu Jingchen's actions.
He forcefully flung her onto the large bed.
An Ning's body slammed heavily onto the bedspread.
Yu Jingchen glared at her and said coldly, "Today I'm not in the mood to serve you!"
Lying on the bed, An Ning stared blankly at him; she had never seen this side of Yu Jingchen before, so heartless and brutal.
He could actually say such things.
"Take off your clothes!" he continued, angrily commanding.
She just looked at him, motionless.
"If you don't strip, don't blame me for tearing your clothes to shreds later," Yu Jingchen declared in advance.
Because he knew he could no longer control himself.
An Ning looked at him indifferently, "You can't touch me."