After the man finished speaking, he forcefully threw Su Luo onto a bed covered with a large, red duvet embroidered with mandarin ducks, their necks intertwined.
The bed was not quite soft.
When Su Luo's back hit it, she grimaced in pain.
But the man didn't give her any time to adjust before he pounced on her, proceeding to undress her.
Su Luo felt a chilly sensation; looking down, half of her shoulder was already exposed.
Her snow-white skin made the man's eyes even darker.
His fingers moved further down, attempting to undo her belt.
Su Luo gritted her teeth and cried out in her heart, "I'm sorry, Jiang Shu…"
Even though killing herself to preserve her purity seemed foolish, she couldn't bear the thought of this man touching her.
No!
Other than Jiang Shu, no one could.
She couldn't bear to be intimate with any other man but Jiang Shu.
Pushing her tongue against her teeth, she shut her eyes, preparing to bite down.
