"Tell me, who do you like? Who is it that you love? Huh?"
Every word Fu Yuxiu uttered seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, laden with intense possessiveness and domineering force.
"Fu Yuxiu, let go of me!" Qiao Zhaoyue roared angrily.
"So you won't say?" Fu Yuxiu raised an eyebrow.
Qiao Zhaoyue pursed her lips and remained silent.
Seeing this, Fu Yuxiu huffed coldly, abruptly tore off the last articles of clothing covering their bodies, flipped over Qiao Zhaoyue, and kissed her fiercely.
Zhaoyue's lips were very soft, as tempting as jelly. As Yuxiu kissed her, he couldn't control himself and deepened the kiss with more force.
"Mmm..." Feeling Yuxiu's breaths quicken, Zhaoyue gave up struggling.
After all, the two of them were married, and it was normal for them to engage in such intimate acts.
Even if she resisted, it would be useless, so she might as well save some energy.
