"Answer me!" He pressed coldly, forcing her to raise her face and look directly at him, "What? Are you guilty? Or do you feel aggrieved?"
"Yan Shaodi, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand. How on earth are you willing to let me go?" She almost growled.
He leaned over her handsome face, biting her sexy and charming little earlobe, and then said softly, "Never, never, let it go."
"You...bastard..." She was so angry that her face turned red.
However, his hands were still pinching her face heavily, and there was nothing he could do.
"Yan Shaodi, you are causing me great pain, let me go!"
He deliberately teased her earlobe for a while, and then said coldly, "You just don't need a lesson. If it didn't hurt, you wouldn't know you were wrong."
"When did I make a mistake?" Yes, it was a mistake to meet him.
"Tell me, who are you talking to on the phone? Don't challenge my patience." He bit lightly, this time not teasingly, but a substantial bite with a sense of punishment.
"Ah..." She breathed out softly in pain.
Only then did Emperor Yan loosen his grip and stared at her closely like an eagle.
An Xia's mouth had a sweet and fishy taste. She wiped it hard and found that her nose was bleeding again. She was about to speak harshly, but she encountered his cold and sharp eyes and the touch on his lips.
The bright red color makes me feel guilty, scared, and more importantly, unwilling.
She already knew very well what kind of person Yan Shaodi was.
His current gaze was as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach. If she disobeyed him again, she really didn't know what the consequences would be.
She lowered her head and said softly, "Yan Shaodi, I'm really tired. Can you speak some truth for once?"
His voice was tired and weak as never before, and crystal tears fell on the cold marble floor.
Yan Shaodi's heart seemed to be grabbed hard by a big hand, almost suffocating him. He almost held her in his arms to protect her.
Was everything he did to her too much?
For the first time, he felt that what he was doing was as shameless as an animal.
"Yan Shaodi, why don't you let me go?" Her voice continued to sound softly.
His heart hardened, he suppressed all his emotions, and looked at her coldly, "You have no right to ask me to let you go. From the moment you agreed to start, you have no right to say it's over.
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"..." She raised her eyes, with crystal tears falling from her pale face. She was fragile and stubborn, with a touch of heartache.
She gently touched her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Yes, a person like me is not qualified. Even being your mistress is your reward. Otherwise, how would I be qualified to sleep in your Mr. Yan's bed, right?"
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His heart ached again, he couldn't stand her talking about him like this.
No matter how much he insulted her, he just couldn't bear to hear anyone insult her, even if it was said by herself.
He held her wrist, dragged her into his arms, and blocked her lips so that she could not speak.
An Xia was startled for a moment. Thinking of what he had done to her, a feeling of humiliation came over her again. She bit his lip hard without thinking, but she just bit it once and immediately let go.
Emperor Yan let her go, his scorching eyes filled with deep anger, "Whether you are qualified or not is up to me."
After saying that, he dragged her out and started to walk out.
She was wearing a thin dress, and she would definitely get a severe cold if she went out like this on a Christmas winter day.