"I didn't bite you."
"I wish you would bite me."
"Do you have a masochistic streak?"
"Su Yin, do you seriously not get it?" He Wencheng's eyes blazed with fire.
Burning with desire.
Su Yin probably understood.
She looked at He Wencheng and suddenly dared not speak.
Just now it was fine.
Now He Wencheng seemed truly dangerous.
His deep eyes were intently fixed on Su Yin.
Su Yin felt as if she was about to be devoured by He Wencheng.
She placed her hands against He Wencheng's chest and whispered, "Don't do this..."
A murmured voice.
It really didn't sound like a refusal.
But He Wencheng knew.
Su Yin was rejecting him.
She just didn't want to embarrass him too much.
And he.
Really wanted her desperately.
Right now, he even despised himself a little for being so rational at this moment.
He should have been overwhelmed by desire by now.
Just as He Wencheng was struggling between wanting and not wanting,
a sudden ring came from outside the door.
