Jin Mo really didn't like this move, and she struggled to get up, but Tang Yan was not affected at all, instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Tang Yan didn't smile often, and most of the time his smile was full of sarcasm and disdain, and sometimes a smile when his anger reached its peak, but when he was serious, his smile was even more charming than tobacco, and even more addictive.
After a fierce struggle, Jin Mo's long hair had been tossed over her face. She wanted to reach out and smooth it back, but her entire body was pinned down by Tang Yan.
He was tall and strong, easily handling her with no chance of resistance.
"Jin Mo, don't leave tonight. I'll sleep with you." Tang Yan gasped, his deep voice containing an invitation that perhaps no woman could resist at this moment.
But Jin Mo was different. When she had willingly offered herself, Tang Yan had refused her.
