So, he stopped caring about everything.
He didn't care whether she could accept his identity or whether she was hungry; he didn't even care if she wanted him to touch her or not. Anyway, he would satisfy himself first!
Pressing tightly against her body, Rong Shaoze passionately ignited a cluster of flames on her. Lin Xinlan simply couldn't resist, and could only passively hold him, enduring everything he gave her.
His hand caressed down her arm, suddenly touching upon a small scar.
He stopped his movements, looking over with puzzlement, "When did you get this injury?"
"…That time in Hainan."
The man's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head to kiss her wound, "Why didn't you tell me?"
He thought that she had only twisted her ankle, unaware that she had a wound on her arm.
Since the shooting incident, he had first recuperated, then received news of his father's critical illness, followed by handling his father's funeral. After that, she was kidnapped.
