How can there be such a person!
Getting drunk and taking advantage of others, isn't that what a rogue is?
Shen Jianian now regrets that her bedroom door doesn't have a peephole. Had she known it was Fu Jichen outside, she would never have opened the door.
Her mouth was blocked, she couldn't speak, and thinking back to last time, she resorted to the same method — she opened her mouth and bit him, not holding back in the slightest, and soon tasted blood.
But this time, he seemed to be drugged, refusing to let her go.
Shen Jianian pushed against his chest, feeling his alarming body heat through the wet fabric of his shirt, as if he had just come out of hot water.
His lips glided to the back of her ear, down to her neck, giving Shen Jianian a brief respite, as she fumed, "Fu... Jichen, have you gone mad?! Get off me."
In his embrace, she kicked and punched, yet he acted like he didn't feel it, carrying her into the room while kissing her, and they fell onto the big bed together.
