What did he say?
He was going to see?
"Fu Qinglun!" Lin Shiyu promptly pushed him.
But Fu Qinglun's long fingers grasped her flailing hands and pinned them on top of her head. He used his knee to force open her legs.
Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes narrowed. This man was handsome, refined and a true aristocrat. He doted on her very much typically, but she had never imagined that he would use force on her.
And now he was exerting a lot of force on her, so much that she could barely move. For a man who was so handsome and refined, he surely did have a lot of strength.
"Hasn't it ended?" Fu Qinglun asked in a hoarse voice. He could see that her period had already ended.
Lin Shiyu clamped her legs together subconsciously and she wanted to push his knee away. Such a position was too intimate.
