He exerted a great force, using an irresistible strength, holding her hand, slowly guiding it downwards.
"Be good, touch me first."
"..." Xie Wanqing held her breath, refusing to touch that thing no matter what.
But the difference in their strength was overwhelming, and her hand continued to be pressed down...
Finally, she could no longer hold it in.
"Do you really have to do this!"
Her voice was hoarse, sounding as if she was about to cry, Lu Ziyuan frowned slightly, lowering his eyes to look at her.
He saw her little mouth continue to open and close.
"Lu Ziyuan, do you really have to bully people like this?"
Her eyes were red, tears were about to fall at any moment.
Seeing this, Lu Ziyuan frowned even more deeply.
He didn't know how she could accuse him of only being lustful; to him, she only knew how to cry.
"What are you wronged about?" He squeezed her palm and said, "If this is me bullying you, haven't you bullied me?"
