"Ah... it hurts..." Qiao Xia gasped, her eyes instantly brimming with tears as she glared at him. At that moment, her glare only added fuel to the fire, especially with her fair body blooming like a fresh flower beneath him.
The fire within him burned brighter and more ferociously.
"Get out, get out..." Qiao Xia pushed him, her eyes red with anger, indignant that anyone could bully her like this.
Her gentle hands were powerless, limp and weak, bereft of all strength, seemingly reluctant yet inviting. Mu Liang suddenly caught her hands, pressing them by the side of his head as he leaned down, halting all his movements.
Qiao Xia's body was sensitive, burning hot like a flame, searingly intense. He seemed to revel in such torment, growing hotter and more scorching.
"Do you love me?" Mu Liang asked, his expression stern and harsh, like a demon possessed, his eyes dark flames reflecting Qiao Xia's misery and a hint of humiliation.
