The harder she struggled, the harder Yun Jianchen gripped Song Huanyan's chin.
"...Yun Jianchen, you bastard..." Song Huanyan said through clenched teeth. It hurt so much... her eyes were red with pain.
Only when Yun Jianchen saw that Song Huanyan's eyes were reddened did he loosen his grip.
Song Huanyan gently rubbed her chin with her hand, feeling the pain, and looked at Yun Jianchen with teary, reproachful eyes.
This bastard, not knowing how to be tender with women at all.
Looking at Song Huanyan with her eyes red and filled with a mix of grievance and annoyance... Every time he saw her like this, he got even more excited. It became harder for him to control himself.
This little vixen.
As soon as she woke up, she would seduce him.
Song Huanyan glared at Yun Jianchen, and as she did, she noticed something off in his gaze.
She was all too familiar with that look in Yun Jianchen's eyes.
Song Huanyan crossed her arms over her chest and stared him down defensively.
