"Young Master Beitang, Miss Huan is not here..." Xia Qingqian hadn't finished her sentence before the cold and handsome Beitang Yao had already swept her into the room, pinning her firmly against the door, penetrating deeply and eagerly sucking her fragrance.
Xia Qingqian stared wide-eyed in shock, completely stunned, letting him take possession. His actions were so domineering and rough that she didn't dare to move. Even the itchy red rash momentarily ceased to bother her.
After a long time, he released her, his icy eyes reflecting a cold and dangerous light, "You want to break the contract, don't you?" His voice carried more coldness.
"Young Master Beitang, it's my fault, I left the villa without your permission." Her pearly teeth bit her lower lip in grievance, her eyes filled with glistening mist, so pitiful.
The rash on her neck began to itch again, she reached out to scratch it. Beitang Yao, looking down at her, coldly said, "Change your clothes immediately."
