Gu Ningyi's expression froze for a second, then the next moment, he kissed her again, this time even more fiercely and brutally, as if it was no longer a kiss but a bite.
Like a wounded tiger making a vicious counterattack.
The blood seemed to excite him more, and his pupils slowly turned crimson. His dark eyes were shrouded in a thick mist; he couldn't see anything. He only knew that the softest part of his body had been pierced ruthlessly by an arrow, the wound a bloody mess, oozing bright red blood.
Dong Xin Yan's struggle grew weaker; his dominance and ferocity became increasingly terrifying. The kiss gradually moved down, and his hand actually grabbed her collar, tearing open her shirt with a forceful "rip."
What does Gu Ningyi intend to do?
Dong Xin Yan's eyes widened even more, wetness quickly staining them. Fear spread uncontrollably throughout her body, making her tremble violently.
