However, when she thought about how she was deflowered by a man she did not know the day before, she really could not bear the thought of the same thing happening again.
Su Qianxun finally got a chance to speak when Long Sijue moved his lips downward. She pushed him away even harder as she spoke in agony, "No… Please, let me go!"
"No? Are you sure?" Long Sijue's lips landed on her neck. His warm breath spread across her body, and she had tiny goosebumps all over her skin.
She almost lost her rationality...
"No… I beg you. Someone already framed me yesterday. I don't even know if that man from yesterday has any sexually transmitted diseases! If he's sick… Ouch!"
Su Qianxun shrieked from the sudden pain. Long Sijue released her shoulder, which he was biting on, and sneered, "You're the first person who dares to say that I'm sick!"
