Mo Jue's hands were getting uncontrolled. He was addicted to her body and had even unbuttoned her shirt. 'Will he be hurt if I tell him that my memory is back now?' Ye Wei thought.
Without her permission, Mo Jue dared not go too far.
He had become more cautious with her. Ever since she had injured her leg, he had been treating her like a fragile jade, always protecting her carefully as if he was scared that she might break. This feeling was most obvious at that moment. When did Mo Jue ever ask her for permission to have sex? He had always pounced on her without asking whenever he wanted her.
This change of Mo Jue had made her feel at a loss.
"Wei Wei…" Mo Jue called her name again, and the flames in his purple eyes looked as if they were about to shoot out. He looked like he would force it on her if she didn't give him permission.
Ye Wei looked at him. "What if I say no?"
