All of this, all of it, told her that she was indeed in her own hotel room, on her own bed. But, how could she possibly be sleeping with Yu Zexiao!
She struggled hard to clear her thoughts, vaguely remembering that after she had sent Zhao Ziyin back, she was pricked by a few of Yu Zexiao's words. As she was showering and changing clothes to rest, Yu Zexiao barged in, and then...
Her indifferent face was filled with grief and shock. What had Yu Zexiao done to her! Could it be that they really...had relations?
She moved her legs, but there wasn't that kind of sore and swollen feeling between her thighs, and her fingers struggled to reach down to the edge of her briefs. Feeling the familiar, soft texture, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, she hadn't actually done anything with Yu Zexiao. After relaxing slightly, she began to struggle hard to break free from Yu Zexiao's hold!
She immediately started to wrestle, wanting to escape from his clutches!
