The overbearing and intense kiss descended like torrential rain and fierce winds.
Ning Xixi's struggle was so feeble, her resistant cries turning into fragmented whimpers...
Not until Ning Xixi's cherry lips were swollen did Ji Yebai release her, allowing the petite woman to gasp for air while leaning against his chest.
Her eyes, clear as crystal, were misted with a layer of vapor; Ning Xixi at this moment was like a little cat that had finally retracted its claws, pitifully heart-rending.
"You're going too far..." Her eyes were red, "What do you think I am? Some plaything for you to get frisky with whenever you like? I am engaged to you, but that doesn't mean I owe you anything!"
Ji Yebai propped himself up, a glint of pity flashed within his eyes, but it was quickly overlaid by a coldness.
"Who am I?" He persisted in asking this question.
Ning Xixi wanted to curse at him, but then saw him lift an inky eyebrow: "I advise you to think carefully before answering."
