Tang Yuchen noticed her abnormality, and when he looked up at her, what he saw was her pale face streaming with tears.
She glared at him fiercely, the hatred in her eyes so intense.
The man's heart ached sharply; he hated it when she looked at him with such eyes.
The two who once loved each other, how had they become like this...
An Ruo suddenly said coldly, "Just do it then, make it quick."
She closed her eyes, resolute like one facing death, as if he were a beast known only for venting.
Tang Yuchen did not continue. He wrapped his arms around her, pulled over the blanket covering them both, his face gloomy, and he said coldly, "I'm not interested when you're like this, let's sleep!"
An Ruo's heart relaxed a bit, but she was not wearing any clothes and being held this way by him made her feel very uncomfortable.
When she moved slightly, the man immediately warned her maliciously, "Move again and I will not be gentle!"
She naturally knew what his "not being gentle" meant.
