She had no choice but to continue biting him, with both of them biting back and forth, one punishing and the other competing. At some point, it started to feel somewhat wrong.
Mo Xun felt it was quite interesting, panting heavily with a malice in his voice rarely seen, "Even if you cry later, I won't let you go..."
Tang ZhiLuo was panicked and helpless.
She wanted to escape, but the man pinned her down firmly, with a strength that showcased madness and ferocity.
Tang ZhiLuo was struggling without any more energy, as she hadn't slept well the night before and was now pressed to the extreme by him, her hair in complete disarray, exhausted to the utmost.
"Mo Xun, if you dare force me, I will never forgive you." Her voice was weak as she tilted her neck back, like a beautiful dying swan.
Mo Xun shuddered.
Her body was trembling severely.
Clearly, just one step further, and he would have taken her.