She slowly walked to a spot just behind him, "Just now I..."
"You threw up," the man didn't turn around, his laugh was cold and mocking, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "Luo Qiangwei, just making love with me once already made you want to vomit? Are you disgusted by this act, or are you disgusted by me?"
"..."
Luo Qiangwei clenched her hands, she had told herself all the way back that he had good looks and a nice body, and, apart from that one mental hurdle, sleeping with him meant no loss to her and could even spite Luo Hongying, but...
She didn't expect to feel nauseous.
She thought she could just endure it and it would pass... but she couldn't control her body's reflexive reactions against her conscious will.
If she could control it... perhaps she could have stopped herself from loving him for seventeen years, from giving up everything.
Heh, human feelings and emotions... aren't so easily controlled, she had overestimated herself.
