Ye Sihan's face turned grim, and his inspection was ruthless.
Tang Yu whimpered out, her legs white and straight, kicked helplessly, "Stop..."
Ye Sihan bent down, his handsome and cold face drawing close, "Aren't you satisfied with having me? Hmm?"
"It's not like that..." Tang Yu's breathing was ragged, like a fish gasping for air on the shore, on the verge of death.
"It seems I've indulged you too much." Ye Sihan said coldly.
"Ah! It hurts..." Tang Yu trembled, trying to push him away, but she couldn't move his body that was filled with immense strength. "It'll break, it'll break… Hmm!"
Her mouth was suddenly sealed, and she no longer even had the right to cry out in pain.
Enduring the rampant inspection by Ye Sihan.
It was a long time before it stopped.
Tears brimmed in the corners of Tang Yu's eyes, her body curled up on the sofa, small and fragile.