She hated this feeling of powerlessness! If it weren't for her carelessness, if it weren't for the bit of trust she still had for this man, how could she have fallen into his trap?
The man's kisses traveled from her lips to her cheeks. He kissed with such passion, as if he had been longing for this moment for a very, very long time. But soon, his lips felt a salty wetness.
Ye Moran was forced to stop.
Mu Yiliang's face was expressionless at this moment, yet tears slowly fell from the corners of her eyes.
Her enchanting eyes were now filled with anger and hatred, and intense hostility.
Ye Moran seemed to be pricked, his pupils fiercely contracted!
"Don't be like this..." he murmured, reaching out to wipe her tears, "Yiliang, don't be like this, don't think that I'll go soft... I won't let you go! I absolutely won't let you go!"
As if to prove he hadn't softened, he suddenly tightened his grip around her slender waist, freed a hand, and reached for her most private place!
