Mu Yichen, every time you leave marks on me, this time it's my turn.
Her heart wondered if the reason she'd started to carve out a place for him was because he'd left too many marks on her body?
The more she thought it might be true, the more she kissed his chest, no, she bit and nibbled.
She worked her way from his shoulder, biting down to his chest.
She wanted to leave more bite marks on him.
Jing Qing, upon learning the truth, was really so angry she nearly went mad, but she had already signed a contract that afternoon, and to back out now would mean paying a hefty penalty.
And for most people, money swallowed could never be spat back out.
Especially after the house she gave to the old man had been razed, she was actually a bit short on cash right now.
As she remembered all the events that happened before, her anger made her shove the vase from the table in the restaurant to the ground.
