Tang Yige hurriedly pressed his hand down, her beautiful eyes carrying a trace of grievance as she glanced at him, and whispered, "Just don't be so rough next time."
On ordinary days, whether it was his appearance or the way he dressed, Rong Sinan always gave people the impression of a gentleman, gentle as jade.
But in that matter, this person was especially... forceful, and rough.
She even suspected that he had no idea what gentleness was.
Rong Sinan listened, slightly stunned, and after a few seconds, a blush swept across his handsome face as he looked at Tang Yige's eyes somewhat sheepishly, "Did it hurt a lot?"
Again with this question...
Tang Yige bit her lip in resentment and opened her mouth to bite his left chest hard.
Rong Sinan tightened his chest muscles, his handsome face twitching in pain a couple of times, but he endured it without making a sound, just looking deeply at Tang Yige.
