A comfortable moan emitted from the man's throat.
Gu Mian tilted her head back, unable to stop her body from shivering.
Perhaps it was the drugs, or perhaps it was on the desk, but Li Tingshen seemed to feel especially aroused.
"Clatter."
The man cleared everything off the desk onto the floor, creating more space to conquer her without restraint.
Gu Mian's back ached from the discomfort, her hands tightly clutching her skirt as tears slid down her cheeks.
How cruel a man he must be to tell his old flame that he could never love her, and then to pull her into doing this.
To him, she was just a tool, just an antidote; she didn't even deserve the most basic respect.
Gu Mian endured his fierce possession painfully, only praying that the effect of the drug would pass quickly and all this would end soon.
Li Tingshen noticed she was crying and quickly scooped her up, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
Gu Mian's tears flowed even more fiercely.
