This mouth of yours, quite venomous!
Xing Ziyang's expression on his face relaxed, his smile playful and ambiguous, "Now that it's just the two of us, there's no need to play dumb! Sister-in-law, you are a smart woman, surely you know what a normal man would do when he's with a woman? However, I don't like to use force, I'm waiting for you to beg me for it later..."
After giving him a glance, Lian Qiao scoffed with disdain, "You have quite the taste, what's so interesting about a pregnant woman? Look at me closely right now, no figure to speak of, no looks to admire, a pumpkin belly, and a winter melon face. Do you even have the energy?"
Xing Ziyang suddenly sneered, grabbed her chin with a brute force, lifting it to examine closely. In his pair of cold eyes, a hatred that seemed to penetrate to the bone shimmered red: "To me, as long as she is Xing Liehuo's woman, she's worthy..."
Lian Qiao felt a shock in her heart, but did not struggle.