"No, it can't be like this, I..." Mu Yin shivered, completely panic-stricken as if realizing there was no escape, and blurted out in her chaos, "Don't you despise me for being secondhand?"
Actually, she was quite disgusted by this.
Upon these words...
Bo Fengheng indeed froze abruptly, as if doused with a bucket of cold water, his mind halted for a moment, suddenly sobering up.
Thinking of her body being possessed by someone else, just as she was now under him, filled him with uncontrollable and rolling resentment.
"Shit!" He punched the bed hard, and the whole bed shook.
He must be crazy to be so helpless against this woman.
And crazy to this extent!
Mu Yin's face paled with fear, and apart from her snow-white tender body shaking violently, she didn't dare to move.
His deep, dark eyes instantly seemed to harden with ice, his entire being exuding a deathly chill that made it hard to breathe, yet the eerie red on his handsome face still easily revealed his abnormal state.
