"Mmm..."
Cheng Ruowei couldn't push him away, she was truly angry and felt wronged.
With her eyes closed, warm tears welled up.
While Di Jinye was kissing her wantonly, he suddenly tasted a bitter flavor in his mouth.
Was she crying?
Suddenly, as if he was caught off-guard, he stiffened, and his frantic plundering came to a halt.
That he could regain his clarity of mind at this moment also required tremendous restraint.
In that instant, Cheng Ruowei's tender lips were finally spared.
Her lips and tongue tingled painfully, and it took her a moment to realize it, then she opened her sharp eyes and glared at Di Jinye, who towered above her.
After such a desperate, fervent kiss, their breaths intermingled, heavy and hurried.
"Why cry? You don't seem scared or mistaken by your appearance."
Di Jinye's voice was exceptionally hoarse.
His questioning wasn't to mock or tease her, he was genuinely asking her.