"Let go of me, I'm not your wife. You've already had me, so don't touch me again!"
The man curled his lip into a faint smile: "Woman, you're too naive. Do you think that living by my side, I wouldn't touch you? Ha, you must think me too much of a saint."
"There's no love between us, why do you still want me? Rong Shaoze, don't tell me, you've fallen in love with me!" To break free from him, Lin Xinlan deliberately said this.
Rong Shaoze saw through her thoughts, his smile becoming more devilish: "Woman, don't you know? For a man, love isn't necessary for doing it. Doing it and love are two different things."
Lin Xinlan's face flushed red at once, and a sense of humiliation rose in her heart.
Because in Rong Shaoze's eyes, she was merely a woman available for his needs at any time!
She glared at him furiously, but he didn't care about her attitude at all, as he bent down and fiercely kissed her lips.
