Liang Chen came abruptly back to his senses, seeing the five fresh red finger marks he had scratched on Jing Haohao's fair skin. A flicker of regret flashed in his eyes and he immediately began to apologize.
Jing Haohao's eyes, shaded with the mist of pain, stared angrily at Liang Chen without uttering a sound.
Liang Chen bowed his head, kissing her shoulder while saying, "I didn't mean to."
Jing Haohao remained silent, flipping over angrily and turning her back to Liang Chen.
Liang Chen looked at her retreating figure and after a while moved closer, opened his mouth, and shouted, "Haohao."
Just a second ago they were sweetly intimate, and the next he had hurt her so badly. Jing Haohao really felt wronged, so she kept her back to Liang Chen, remaining silent.
Liang Chen did not stay quiet because of her silence. His voice, carrying a surprising depth, continuously murmured into Jing Haohao's ear, "Can I ask you a question?"
