Hu Ning's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and anger reflecting in them. She took deep breaths, her heart pounding audibly. Despite the evident displeasure in her gaze, Zhang Wei, indifferent to her anger, began kissing her neck.
'What is he thinking, testing my patience like this?' she thought, her mind a whirlwind of conflicted emotions.
!?
Caught off guard, she moved her neck slightly allowing him more space as she remained speechless, not uttering a single word but maintaining the same position, anger simmering beneath the surface.
It was as if she had resigned from resistance.
Perhaps it was the familiarity of the situation, not the first time, and the second time seemingly not carrying much weight.
Or maybe it was because she had already struck a deal with him, rendering her acquiescence a complex dance of unspoken agreements.
