Xu Xiangyang paused for a second, then hurriedly walked over and grabbed her sleeve to roll it up, quickly discovering a red mark swelling on her arm. It's likely that there were similar marks on her thighs, hidden by the jeans she had put back on.
It was due to his overly vigorous actions just now, which had inadvertently caused squeezing and collision marks.
The girl's skin was inherently delicate, and during the process, Xing Jie had not resisted at all, just silently enduring, which couldn't withstand the strength of a boy.
He furrowed his brows with heartache.
"... Did I hurt you?"
Lin Xingjie touched her moist hair and smiled as she replied.
"It's just that I hit my head a bit, the rest is fine."
"——I'm sorry!"
This was his third apology, and his most sincere.
"I was the one who said it, even if it was about that sort of thing, I'm willing... I don't intend to take back those words. I didn't really resist you just now, did I."
