Trembling, Su Qianci felt her heart was sinking. It was clear that the man on top of her was able to get her to burn for him. However, her heart was cold like ice. Tears fell from her eyes. Su Qianci felt she was almost unable to breathe. Closing her eyes, she was still trying to struggle.
The cell phone suddenly started to vibrate on the nightstand. Li Sicheng paused, released her, and gazed at her. At some point, tears had already covered Su Qianci's face. He could taste her salty tears, which drowned his passion. His cold eyes looked like they were hidden in fog.
She meant it… She was not willing.
The phone kept vibrating, as Li Sicheng felt irritated. He left the bed and reached for the phone. Su Qianci glanced at it and saw a name. Tang Mengying.
"What is it?" Li Sicheng's voice sounded ice cold.
