Su Lei pleaded, hoping Xu Qianli would spare her red lips.
She had made up her mind to sleep with Xu Qianli as a vicious retaliation against her own husband. How could he be so filthy, coercing her into sleeping with other men, completely enraging her.
But even in her time with Xu Qianli, she wanted to preserve a bit of her bottom line, which was to not let Xu Qianli kiss her red lips.
That way, although her body would be defiled, at least her lips would remain clean.
Of course, she also knew such defiance was meaningless. She was willing to give Xu Qianli her body; refusing him the taste of her lips seemed pointless.
Perhaps it was the last remaining shred of rationality deep inside her heart. After all, she had once been a good woman, never before considering betrayal against her husband.
The very person who had driven her to this edge was the husband she adored.
