Ye Xiaotao looked down and saw that her abdomen and chest had turned red. Her skin was delicate. Although he tried to control himself, he still left his mark on her skin.
Ye Xiaotao's little face turned red when she recalled what had happened. She hid under the blanket and covered herself tightly.
She was conflicted. Did she consent or was she forced?
She was probably forced...right?
To be exact, she was forced at first, but then... she consented.
Was she falling for that stinky rock?
Well, in fact, other than his bad temper, he's got both the looks and the figure. He was her type, so it wasn't strange for her to fall for him.
But, he had Yun 'er...
Ye Xiaotao did not want to think about it anymore. She felt so tired, and her eyelids were heavy. She wanted to sleep.
