Ye Xiaotao was no stranger to his embrace. Half a year ago, she was so infatuated with him. She had naively thought that his arms were a haven she could rely on but reality had dealt her a heavy blow.
She was simply a joke!
Thus, she absolutely could not tolerate it when he came to hug her.
"Let me go!" She beat him with her hands and feet but he did not move an inch. He was like a wall. She was so furious that she opened her mouth directly and bit his muscular arm.
Through the thin fabric of his shirt, she tasted the sweet smell of blood.
She bit him until he bled.
Leng Hao did not feel any pain at all. This little pain was nothing compared to the pain in his heart. His voice was hoarse. His mind was a little messy as he begged, "Xiaotao, let me hug you... Zhiyuan... is gone..."
Zhiyuan was gone...
