Half-closed in a daze, she was so alluring, Beitang Yao almost wished to take her right there and then! But he still suppressed the raging fire in his heart.
Her long, dark hair fell naturally over her shoulders, her small, flushed face dyed with a dizzying glow, those plump, tender cherry lips, slightly parted, exhaling breath mixed with scorching heat, how dazzling she was. Especially those clear-cut eyes, which suddenly changed his expression! He wished he could crush those clear-cut eyes to dust!
The next moment, he pinned her firmly against the door, leaning forward, one hand pressed against the door, the other holding her sharp chin, meeting her fearful eyes with a devilish gaze, venting all accumulated resentment furiously upon her.
Xia Qingqian stiffened, not daring to move, staring blankly at the dangerous aura emanating from Beitang Yao, her lips twitching, lips clenched, holding her breath, waiting for the unease to descend.
