Qiao Mianmian managed to catch her breath. She looked up with her lost black watery eyes and glared at him, annoyed. "How could you…"
"Of course I can."
Mo Yesi reached out and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ears. He said with a smirk, "Mianmian, I'm your husband. We are now husband and wife. Do you think I can?
"So, Mianmian… you better adapt to me as soon as possible. My patience is also limited, you know?"
Qiao Mianmian watched the man's exquisitely beautiful face suddenly enlarge before her eyes. When his warm and moist breath spilled onto her lips, her heart started beating wildly again.
*
Qiao Mianmian was still a student. She was in junior year and would enter the internship period in the second half of the year.
She usually lived on campus.
The two-day weekend was over, and classes would start tomorrow.
