A sudden sense of loss.
Shen Yinning's eyes glistened with damp clarity.
She looked helplessly at the man mere inches away, clearly reading the mockery in his gaze.
Shen Yinning's eyes reddened and moistened, her voice hoarse to the brink of breaking: "You're bullying me..."
Lu Ying's eyes darkened: "I only enjoy bullying you."
Shen Yinning's eyelashes trembled lightly; she shut her eyes, struggling to endure.
Tears of anguish streamed down her cheeks, and she murmured through her sobs, "Lu Ying... Lu Ying..."
The man's scorching breath spilled over her neck: "Beg me."
His cruelty and dominance felt like deliberate revenge.
Shen Yinning bit her lip in torment, on the verge of collapse: "Lu Ying..."
"Beg me."
Those two cold words were like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly smashing into Shen Yinning's heart.
Her emotional defenses were utterly shattered.
Shen Yinning's broken sobs collapsed into incoherent pleading: "I beg you..."
