However, even though her expression was unpleasant, the aftermath of last night's indulgence left her cheeks, once pink and fresh, now draped with a thick aura of spring-like allure. Her red, cherry lips parted and closed, looking so juicy you could almost wring water out of them. Her charming and seductive air was truly enchanting, irresistibly so.
Seeing her, Ye Haochuan was crystal clear about what had happened.
Feeling smug inside, he laughed and said, "Sister Ruqian, the weather's nice today, huh? Did you sleep well last night?"
After speaking, he wished he could smack himself in the mouth. Damn it, why did I bring that up?
Hearing his last question, Zhao Ruqian's already taut nerves snapped. Thinking of how he had forced himself on her the previous night, she felt a surge of resentment and wished she could slaughter him.