"I tried to get a hold of you before, thinking once I got you settled I'd leave, but you pounced on me immediately, and I couldn't push you away,"
"You were tearing off my towel, and I was panicked and desperate, but you were too strong, I had no choice."
"I didn't want to have such a hasty relationship with you either, but you were like crazy last night, and I could only comply."
Pei Zhiyao looked at her with a suspicious glance, doubt and questioning shot from his eyes.
After a while, Liang Yu added:
"If you don't believe me, check your back, see if there are scratch marks from me. I thought if I hurt you, you would sober up, but you drank too much last night, you didn't feel a thing."
Unintentionally, Liang Yu uncovered the cup.
A patch of red on the bedsheet was particularly striking.
The red was glaring, making Pei Zhiyao's heart skip a beat.
It's over.
As a reflex, Pei Zhiyao thought to himself, it's over now.
"You... "
