Zheng yuluo couldn't help but cry out in pain as her tender part was pinched hard and the pain came from her chest.
"Let go of me!"
"Shh! 'Little darling, don't say anything. Didn't you say it very nicely just now?' One more time, louder, I like it!"
Jing Zhi's lips almost touched Zheng yuluo's lips, and he exerted more force.
He was saying such flirtatious words, but there was no lust in his eyes.
It was obvious that he was just venting his anger.
Zheng yuluo's skin was fair, and she would usually have a large red patch if she accidentally knocked into something. She did not need to take off her clothes to know that her chest must be full of blue and purple fingerprints now!
Her body was trembling and her teeth were chattering. She tried to push Jing Zhi away, but he got even closer to her.
