He was still kissing her, a wild thought was dominating him, controlling him, and he really couldn't free himself.
But suddenly, a small hand fiercely grasped his hand.
"Big brother..." A voice so weak that it made him hold his breath cut through the room.
The devil's wings that he had opened suddenly withdrew. He looked up at Di Xiaxia, his eyes fixed on her.
"Don't do this..." Di Xiaxia was shaking her head frantically, her beautiful eyes filled with pleas.
Without any reason, like a natural reflex, he quickly withdrew his hand.
"Xiaxia..." He began to speak, his voice was like sand being ground on a millstone, his eyes as deep as a whirlpool, but he restrained himself in the end.
A kiss was planted on Di Xiaxia's forehead. He clenched his hand into a fist, retreated in despair, and sat dejectedly on the bed.
Must have looked foolish and laughable at this moment, right?
