Wen Xiao'ai's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, feeling as if the pain in her cheeks was no longer her own.
A single tear welled up from the corner of her eye due to the pain.
Jun Wuyang suddenly withdrew his hand, and Wen Xiao'ai's head was harshly flung to the side, both cheeks flushing red.
Looking at Wen Xiao'ai, whose blushing cheeks made her appear even more delicately gorgeous, dark thoughts began to crawl from the depths of Jun Wuyang's heart.
With a hint of a malevolent smile curling the edges of his lips, Jun Wuyang's gaze upon Wen Xiao'ai slowly became tinged with lust.
He leaned down, drew close to Wen Xiao'ai, closed his eyes, and sniffed at her neck, revealing a look of pure enjoyment and satisfaction, like a hunter eyeing the tastiest prey.
Opening his eyes, his lust-filled gaze traced upward along Wen Xiao'ai's fair and slender neck.
It finally rested upon Wen Xiao'ai's face.
