Ye Xiaoyu's big eyes were filled with panic and fear, and glistening with tears: "I don't know, what do you want me to do to make you believe me?"
"I'll give you a chance to prove yourself." He laughed wickedly: "Please me."
Ye Xiaoyu's expression froze.
He sneered: "Unwilling?"
"I... I'm willing..." She nodded repeatedly, "Let go of me first..."
Anjue did not hesitate at all as he untied the belt binding her hands, with her still beneath him, did he fear she would run away or regret it?
He had leverage!
Ye Xiaoyu, trembling, pushed him down, mimicking the countless times he had kissed her before, from the forehead to the eyebrows, then eyes, then nose, mouth, cheeks, earlobes, neck, chest...
She hesitated for a moment, then kissed back up from his chest to his neck.
But then he pressed her little face down beneath him...
Ye Xiaoyu's face instantly went rigid.
He raised an eyebrow, his smile cruel: "Unwilling?"
"No, I am willing..."
