"Since it's like this, don't blame me for being unkind," Pei Yansi said with a wicked smile, though his eyes were cold as ice.
A chilling aura surrounded her, and Shen Heyu lay motionless beneath him as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Nevertheless, she turned her head away and said, "Back when Shen Fanshuang died, you trapped me by your side, knowing full well you didn't love me. Now you're doing this again..."
"Shut up."
Pei Yansi really didn't want to hear the name Shen Fanshuang from her lips. If it hadn't been for Shen Fanshuang's deception, he would have never mistaken her for someone else.
But if it hadn't been for Shen Fanshuang, he wouldn't have fallen in love with Shen Heyu.
He leaned down and kissed her lips.
Shen Heyu's lips were sealed by his, making it impossible for her to speak.
She frowned in disgust, feeling him wreak havoc in her mouth like an unrestrained storm.
She felt so nauseated that she was about to vomit.