A single finger was all it took for her to feel the urge to die, let alone anything more.
Xia Weiyi bit her lip and quickly extended her arms to push against Ye Che's chest, her innocent eyes misty with a blend of passion and tears, eliciting a particularly pitiable allure.
"Ye Che, I... give me some time, okay? I'm not ready yet," she pleaded.
All of Ye Che's movements froze at her words.
Enduring the acute pain below, he propped himself up with both hands on the bed.
Staring into Xia Weiyi's eyes, which grew even deeper, for a long time, Ye Che atop her remained silent.
Xia Weiyi lowered her lashes, wondering if he was angry and was just about to say something when.
Ye Che let out a pained growl and promptly rose from her body, snatched up the robe from the bed without a word, and quickly headed to the bathroom.
The bathroom door slammed shut with a loud "bang," startling Xia Weiyi into trembling as she sat on the bed.
Ye Che was truly angry…
