Try to enjoy it

"Ah!" Wan Qing let out a startled cry, which was soon drowned out by his encroaching lips and tongue.

He cradled her head and kissed her possessively, leaving her unable to make any sound other than gasping for breath.

He pressed his entire body against hers, pinning her back against the dressing table mirror. His scorching lips moved from her mouth and descended upon her delicate neck.

Wan Qing felt a sharp pain on her neck and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Beast! There will definitely be a hickey! With this intensity, it probably won't fade for days. Even if she wears a collared shirt, it might not be able to cover it...

"It hurts..." Wan Qing cried out.

Mu Tianyang lifted his head and looked at her with profound eyes. "Hurts?"

"Um..." Wan Qing weakly tugged at his sleeve. "Please, not here, okay?"

Mu Tianyang's eyes narrowed, and a sudden burst of anger flared up in his heart. How dare she plead with him using that pitiful, heart - wrenching expression?! How dare she!

And damn it, he actually found it rather appealing! He actually wanted to comply with her request, carry her back to the room, and treat her tenderly on the bed!

No! She was merely a tribute presented by Ding Zhigang, only there for him to vent his desires...

Damn it! Who taught her this? Who taught her to use this trick against him?

He suddenly grabbed her collar and tore it apart with force.

With a series of popping sounds, all the buttons on her clothes bounced onto the floor.

"Don't!" Wan Qing shouted.

Mu Tianyang lifted her chin and demanded harshly, "Where did you want to go after school today?"

"I... I wanted to go to the hospital..." Wan Qing knew she couldn't evade, so she had to confess truthfully. "I really miss my mom!"

"Did you think of me when you were at the hospital?" Mu Tianyang unbuckled his belt.

"Think of you?" Why would she think of him?

"Try to think of me in the future..." Since she could affect his emotions, he saw no point in torturing himself. He might as well keep her within his sphere of influence. "Darling, from now on, you belong to me privately... In your world, there can only be me. No one else is allowed to lay a finger on you!"

"Ah!" Wan Qing let out a startled cry again because... he... he pulled her hand into his...

"Um..." Mu Tianyang couldn't help but let out a soft groan due to the touch of her small hand. "Darling, if you don't want to feel so uncomfortable, stop resisting... Try to enjoy it..."

How could one enjoy this kind of thing?! Wan Qing wanted to retort vehemently, but she didn't dare. She could only hold his member with a look of fear and humiliation.

He reached out and stroked her face, chuckling softly. "You will enjoy it..."