Xie Wanqing's fingers tightened around the soft pillow, gripping so hard that her nails nearly punctured it.
The corners of her eyes were red, thin tears soaking her long eyelashes. Her eyes were half-closed, and only when she was tormented too harshly did she inadvertently open them a bit.
But those beautiful lively eyes had lost their shine, misty and unable to focus for a long time.
— Indeed, she was tormented quite a bit.
Pei Yuqing felt great tenderness in his heart, unable to resist lowering his head to kiss her eyes.
How could he bear to continue being so rough?
He was also afraid that in his recklessness, he might hurt the delicate girl...
The last time ended hastily.
The man who had been dominant all night left, and Xie Wanqing felt limp all over, only having the strength to curl her legs.
When held in his arms, she was too lazy to even budge a finger, remaining silent.
