"What happened two years ago?!" Song Enyan was somewhat dazed and didn't catch on to what he was referring to.
"You tell me!"
Nangong Ze gave her no time to react, leaned down, and fiercely, accurately sealed her lips with his in a tumultuous kiss, suffocating like an overwhelming tide.
"Mmm~"
At that moment, Song Enyan fully understood what he intended to do.
She resisted fiercely.
Nangong Ze gnawed at her, his large hand supported her back, easily untied her restraints, pushed up her clothes, and descended with heavy kisses to her peaks.
That stimulating sensation made Song Enyan's entire body tremble, her brain gasping for oxygen.
Her face burned red with blush.
Thinking of how he frivolously treated all women as his playthings, and now she, too, was being treated so casually, Song Enyan wept in sorrow, pounding on his chest, struggling.
