Tang Mubei released her, gazing deeply into her eyes, her face, gently caressing her cheek with his thumb, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'll make you willing, even if you never want to, I don't care."
In Tang Mubei's eyes, Qiu Ye saw a near-maniacal possessiveness, and this side of him made her very uncomfortable.
"Tang Mubei, you're not right." She had just been away for a few days, and upon returning, Tang Mubei had become like this, leaving her very puzzled.
The previous Tang Mubei was also unwilling to let go, always wanting to reconcile with her, but he never had this near-crazy stubbornness.
He had always been rational and strategic, taking it step by step, not forcing her too hard, and not allowing her to be out of his sight for too long, but now, Qiu Ye felt things were different.
Had he been provoked by something?
Tang Mubei held her shoulders, applying a bit of force but ultimately not wanting to hurt her, restraining his strength.
