Su Jia's legs kept struggling, and her hands weren't idle either, scratching and clawing at his back.
Lu Yanhe slapped her butt forcefully twice, "Behave!"
Those slaps were not fake, they were solid and real hits.
Su Jia almost burst into tears from the pain, shouting louder, "Lu Yanhe, you hit me? You actually dared to hit me? You bastard..."
Since childhood, no one had touched a single finger of hers; when had she been bullied like this?
She opened her mouth and bit down on his shoulder with great force, nearly tasting blood.
Lu Yanhe's face remained cold as he slapped her butt hard again, even heavier this time, "If you don't behave, I'll have you right now!"
"..."
Su Jia immediately let go, not daring to make another sound.
The pain from her butt made her tears flow even more uncontrollably; perhaps only in front of him did she show such weakness.
Lu Yanhe walked to the corner of the stairs and tossed her down; it was empty and deserted.
