The warm breath clung to Song Weiyi's forehead, the man's voice laced with palpitations and fright.
"I was too rough, did I hurt you?" Pei Yibai sighed as he spoke, tossing the blanket off of himself.
Qu Xiaoxiao had somehow acquired a drug that, in less than ten minutes, caused him to lose control of his emotions.
If it weren't for Song Weiyi arriving in time, the one sleeping here now would likely be that woman, Qu Xiaoxiao.
Thinking of Qu Xiaoxiao, Pei Yibai's expression turned extremely ugly.
He almost fell into her trap twice.
This time, he would no longer play nice with Qu Xiaoxiao.
Feeling a sudden chill over her body, Song Weiyi cried out, hugging her chest.
On her fair skin, the lingering marks weren't gone yet, including kiss marks, pinch marks, and bite marks.
Pei Yibai's breath hitched abruptly, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe such rough behavior came from himself towards his own wife.
