His thin lips pursed slightly, and his clearly-defined handsome face was expressionless.
He knew exactly how soft the hand in front of him was, and even understood which spots to nibble, kiss, and caress to make her emit a cat-like moan.
His falcon-like eyes narrowed as he tensed his face, reached out his hand, and firmly grasped the soft small hand in front of him—tightening his grip forcefully—
Chi Enen's fingers felt a crushing pain and numbness. She twitched the corners of her mouth and bit back the pain.
"You, hello!" The two hoarse words seemed to be squeezed out from between clenched teeth.
Those soul-stealing eyes that seemed to scrape bones swept across her face coldly.
"Hello."
"…" Li Beijue really felt an urge to strangle her!
He almost wanted to crush her hand bones.
Yet when his gaze touched her face, which was slightly pale from the pain, for some reason, his rage stalled, and the grip of his hand relaxed considerably, as if beyond his own control.
