Xia Yanran almost threw the cloth in his face.
She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger. "Wipe it yourself."
Xiao Yi pinched her chin and pulled her closer to him, his hot breath landing on her face. He laughed meanly, opened his mouth and bit her lip.
He bit down hard.
There was no sympathy at all.
"Yanran, are you going to wipe it?"
What he meant was that if she did not wipe it, he would bite her to death.
Xia Yanran frowned and was about to say something when she heard the man's cool voice. "There wasn't blood on the bedsheet three years ago, you're not a virgin, aren't you? Before you were with me, you were with another man right? You're a slut who only wants to act chaste in front of me?" Thinking about how she might have been with another man before being with him, his expression darkened immediately.
Slap.
As soon as his voice fell, his handsome face was slapped by her.
"Xiao Yi, you f*cking bastard!"
