Qin Youxuan had no time to retort before she was pushed down.
"A hundred wouldn't be a problem, nor would one more, so let's give it a try." Dan Hanjie turned his head and pinched her cheek.
"Hiss—"
Qin Youxuan drew a sharp breath in pain, yet the man's actions became increasingly unrestrained.
Angered, Qin Youxuan swung her fist to strike, landing on his robust chest. Her hand hurt from the impact, but he remained as immovable as a mountain atop her.
Qin Youxuan tilted her head back and bit down on his shoulder.
If she couldn't push him off, she might as well have a full-blown fight.
She wished she could tear a piece of flesh off him.
"Wife, your bite feels so good, how about we try another spot?" Dan Hanjie's lips curved into a wicked smile as he whispered in her ear.
"..."
Never before had Qin Youxuan encountered such a shameless person, and she glared furiously.
Resigned, she spread her hands and turned her head away from him.
