"Mo Shiche, have you gone mad? Let go of me! Do you want to die or what?!"
Luo Qiangwei's eyes turned red with urgency, but she was no match for his strength and was pinned down, unable to move. She bit her lip, her voice trembling with anger, "If you don't let go now, I will never be able to love you! I won't love you for the rest of my life!"
The man on top of her was slightly shaken, his thin lips that were biting and kissing her cheeks stopped, his pupils contracted as he looked at her, breathing huskily, "If I let go, you will love me for a lifetime?"
Luo Qiangwei, "..."
How did he come up with such twisted logic?
Her moment of silence made the man panic again, convinced she was deceiving him, so he started tearing at her knitted sweater.
Luo Qiangwei didn't know where he got the strength with his wound split open, using all her might to struggle beneath him. She kept her hands away from his injury but didn't yield to him either.
