She said coldly and mockingly, "You're so desperate, who knows when you won't be able to resist and actually force yourself on me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, his arms tightened around her even more.
"I won't touch you anymore," his voice was hoarse and muffled, obviously cajoling her in a low tone, "If you don't like it, what happened just now won't happen again, Huanhuan, don't go."
It was half coaxing, half threatening.
Chi Huan bit her lip, feeling a sour and tender pain in her chest.
"Then let go of me."
The man behind her was silent for a while, "Hmm."
He agreed, but his arms around her still didn't loosen.
She turned to look at him, "Aren't you letting go?"
He seemed to realize belatedly and hummed again, only then to loosen his grip.
But his eyes were still fixed on her intently, as if afraid she would get out of bed and walk away again.
Chi Huan still lay back under the covers.
She closed her eyes and said faintly, "Turn off the lights, let's sleep."
