She suddenly opened her eyes, glaring at the man with his head hanging above her, her face flushed with anger, "Are you done yet, you beast!"
Gong Ting squinted his eyes, lowering his head to see the ambiguous kiss marks on her neck, a soft feeling spread in his heart, "Behave yourself, don't anger me, otherwise you'll only hurt yourself."
Last night, when he applied medicine on her, she kept murmuring about the pain in her sleep.
This girl, if only she wasn't so stubborn and showed a bit of weakness, he wouldn't have bullied her like this.
Xiao Yu couldn't stop her cheeks from heating up, feeling increasingly uneasy. She averted her gaze, annoyed, "Get off, I need to use the bathroom."
Gong Ting got off her, stretched his long arms, pulling her into his embrace, and carried her straight to the bathroom.
