Song Ziyu would not wait until he could no longer control himself before regretting it!
"Ouch..." Su Tianqing cried out, feeling extremely uncomfortable all over, as he sensed a gathering force inside him, trying to burst out with a tumultuous and overwhelming momentum...
However, his body was completely devoid of strength, as if it had turned into a puddle of mud!
Song Ziyu watched his agony and calmly sat by the window, looking out at the city under the night sky.
She had never imagined that there would come a day when she and he would become strangers, and moreover, in such an embarrassing way on their first night together.
Listening to the man's room-filling roars, unable to vent his frustration, Song Ziyu turned her head to look at him. The man she once loved so dearly was now being schemed against by his own mother, and she was no different.
If she hadn't been prepared, by now, it would have all been set in stone; the raw rice would have turned into cooked rice.
