"Mu Xiangwan, you brought this upon yourself!" Walking straight up the stairs, he tossed the girl into her room, his tall, robust, masculine body falling over hers.
...
Unsatisfied with his halt, the girl frowned, whimpering and raising her waist towards him. He could clearly hear the fireworks exploding in his veins.
But when he lifted his gaze to see the girl's confused little face, a sharp "ding" sounded in his head, his body jolted with sudden realization, and his crumbling sanity suddenly returned!
God!
What was he doing?
Was he actually going to take her under these conditions?
While she was drugged, while she was unconscious?
No!
He couldn't, he couldn't take her under these circumstances.
If so, this lass would never forgive him in her life!
Furthermore, taking advantage of others in their vulnerable state was not Su Chaoyang's style. If he wanted her, he would want her to give herself willingly!
"Mu Xiangwan, remember, you owe me!"
