Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao pressed her forehead against his, her two slender, fair hands wrapped around his neck, and she said in a fawning manner, “Stop being angry then.”
She was also pained to see how angry he was.
Yin Shaojie looked into her eyes and took a few deep breaths as though he was calming himself down. Recalling the video he had just seen felt like a thorn in his eyes. If it wasn’t for her good attitude, he would have already exploded.
“How can I not get angry upon seeing this video?” he asked her coldly.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s little face dropped, and she said awkwardly, “I don’t think you can…”
It was only normal for him to be angry. If he didn’t get angry, then it would be odd.
Looking pitiful, Mu Xiaoxiao whimpered like a small animal and said, “What will it take for you to stop being angry then? I have already been honest in explaining to you. Shouldn’t you be more lenient? And I’ve been keeping a good attitude…”
“You call this good?” Yin Shaojie glared at her disapprovingly.
Mu Xiaoxiao thought worriedly. If her attitude wasn’t good enough, then what else did she have to do?
“I have already eaten my humble pie. What more do you want!”
She was at her wit’s end and couldn’t think of any better solutions.
Yin Shaojie pushed her onto the bed, his tall body came down on her, his strong arm pressed down beside her ear. “I’m angry. You need to let me vent, then I can properly hear you out.”
Vent?
Mu Xiaoxiao stared blankly as she had not caught up on what he was referring to.
The next second, his elegant, charming face leaned close to her and the thin lips pressed against her little mouth.
As though he was overcome with a heated anger, he kissed her in a rough manner as if he was really going to devour her little mouth.
Her little tongue, unable to escape from him as he kissed and sucked domineeringly, started to feel numb at the tip.
How impetuous he was that she couldn’t guard herself.
But just when she was about to push him away instinctively, she remembered what he said.
You have to let me vent…
She stopped her hands and instead wrapped them around his neck, allowing him to occupy the inside of her mouth.
The kiss was too intense that Mu Xiaoxiao’s mind was going blank.
When she felt a sudden cooling sensation at her chest, she recovered her senses.
Her shirt was lifted up slightly, and a big hand intruded from beneath, unrestrained as it laid against her tenderness.
Her ample size couldn’t be palmed in his hands. His fingers kneaded it wantonly. That sensation as soft as tofu darkened his eyes, and his breathing grew heavier.
Mu Xiaoxiao’s knitted her brows and called out in pain. The watery, bright eyes gazed into his as though she was being bullied pitifully.
Her plaintive eyes seemed to call out for him to be gentler. However, little did she know that that look of hers would only arouse a man’s beastly nature, feeding his urge to bully her with greater force to make her feel the pain.
If she didn’t feel the pain, how would she remember? And how could it be considered a punishment?
However, Yin Shaojie knew where to stop, so he wasn’t too rough on her. It was just that Mu Xiaoxiao had never had someone play with her chest before. That slight pain and shame aroused a strange, indescribable feeling inside as her whole body tensed up.
Yin Shaojie watched the little face of hers aroused. His eyes, like the starry night sky, narrowed slightly as he released her from his lips. Then, he spoke into her ear and asked if she felt good.
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head, but nodded again. She seemed disoriented, wondering what was up with herself.
