The man swallowed hard, feeling as if a fire was fiercely burning within him, "Do you want more or not?"
She was "full," but he was still "hungry"...
His body and heart, every cell, seemed to be fiercely burning, the thought of having her was screaming wildly.
At his words, Gu Nanqiao's eyes widened instantly. She thrust her elbow back with force, and struck him hard in the chest.
She truly showed no mercy.
Huo Jingting winced in pain and knitted his brow slightly. His hand moved to her slender waist and pinched, "Do you know this is domestic violence?"
"You deserved it," Nanqiao replied coldly, before commanding as if it were her due, "Go to my room and find me some clothes. I'm going to take a shower."
Huo Jingting ignored her demand and instead opened the wardrobe, found one of his own shirts, and tossed it to her, "Wear mine."
Gu Nanqiao glanced at it but said nothing.
