Who is Dingding?!
Long Xiliang propped himself up with one hand on the bed. He leaned down, his piercing gaze intensely fixed on Lu Xiaoyou's face.
He maintained that position for quite a while. Over two hours passed, and Lu Xiaoyou didn't utter another word in her sleep.
Long Xiliang's temple throbbed violently, fury and violence clashing within. He wanted to unleash a massacre.
To kill the man who dared touch his woman!
Even that man's family, friends—all must be killed!
His hand reached for Lu Xiaoyou, and his fingers landed on her slender neck. In the next moment, he could have easily snapped her neck.
But in the end, when his fingertips touched her delicate skin, Long Xiliang's hand lost its strength, becoming her slave.
She had been touched by another man.
He didn't want her anymore.
Yet he couldn't bring himself to destroy her. His body even craved her.
Long Xiliang furrowed his brows deeply.
Why did he become like this in front of Lu Xiaoyou?!
