"My mom," Si Mingjing said demurely, telling a lie.
Mo Yinhe was not content, grinding his lips against hers.
"Are you sure it's your mom?"
Si Mingjing tried to dodge.
But Mo Yinhe's arms were strong and firm, imprisoning her.
She struggled for a while but not only failed to break free, she also found herself held even more tightly by him.
"It really is my mom. The person I love most is naturally my mom; her kindness in raising me is greater than heaven."
"Mingjing, you're not being honest with me."
Mo Yinhe complained in a deep voice, dissatisfied, "If you keep being dishonest like this, I'll have to punish you severely."
"You dare touch me? We'll see what happens."
She thought the severe punishment he referred to was hitting her.
But the man pushed her down onto the sand, and his tall body followed, pressing down on her.
His arms braced on either side of her body, leaving her no chance to escape.
The two emerged from the sea, their whole bodies dripping wet.
