he didn't let go. not only did he not let go, but he also pressed her down and kissed her. his mouth was filled with the taste of tobacco and a faint perfume that she couldn't ignore.
wen yuan refused to do it with him. he forced himself on her and held her in place with brute force, kissing her like a madman.
He pinned her to the wall and kissed her over and over again. After a few times, Wen Yuan was weak and at his mercy. He was strong and energetic while she was as soft as a pool of water.
"Wen Yuan, stop it, okay?" his face was buried in her neck, and every breath he took was clearly suppressed, showing the great joy he was feeling at the moment.
he was enjoying himself while wen yuan was crying.
She couldn't break free from him. She was ashamed and embarrassed.
