Sikong Jingyu still didn't make it clear to her grandmother tonight: have they already divorced?
Time and time again, as night fell, I was truly heartbroken and speechless.
Shi Wan looked worried and turned around, only to meet Sikong Jingyu's noble and handsome face.
Shi Wan's almond-shaped eyes widened in fright. Si Kong Jingyu looked at the woman in front of him and chuckled softly, his voice hoarse and magnetic: "You can't escape, you're completely locked up."
Sikong Jingyu moved closer, his warm breath brushing against Shi Wan's ear, his deep, pleasant voice reaching her ears: "Help me."
His voice had a seductive quality.
Without a doubt, this face is truly captivating.
Coupled with the emotional look in Sikong Jingyu's eyes at this moment, it was even more captivating.
While Shi Wan was still in a daze, warm kisses landed lightly on her ear. Shi Wan shrank back and hurriedly pushed Sikong Jingyu away.
Shi Wan protectively crossed her arms over her chest: "You should find a doctor... I can't help you..."
"You can...aren't you a doctor?"
Sikong Jingyu leaned closer again, whispering tenderly in Shi Wan's ear, "I'll make you feel good."
"You...you scoundrel!"
Shi Wan's face flushed red. She looked up in astonishment, and when her gaze met Sikong Jingyu's deep eyes, she couldn't help but shrink back.
With a wall behind him, Shi Wan had nowhere to avoid it and threw another straight punch at Sikong Jingyu, but this time the fist didn't land on Sikong Jingyu.
Sikong Jingyu cupped Shi Wan's fist in his palm. Sikong Jingyu's fingers were long and slender, and his palm was naturally large. Compared to Shi Wan, Shi Wan's fist looked very small.
Sikong Jingyu chuckled dismissively: "Want to fight a second time?"
Shi Wan bit her lip, but before she could make any further moves, Sikong Jingyu grabbed her wrists. Just as she was about to punch Sikong Jingyu again, he grabbed her wrists and gently lifted her up, pinning her against the wall.
Shi Wan raised her leg, intending to kick Sikong Jingyu in the groin. As if anticipated, he gently turned to the side to avoid it. Shi Wan then delivered another kick, this time with considerable force, which landed squarely on Sikong Jingyu's shin.
Shi Wan thought Sikong Jingyu would get angry, but the next moment, Sikong Jingyu imprisoned Shi Wan's hands above her head.
Sikong Jingyu gripped Shi Wan's fidgeting hands tightly, and with his other hand he held her chin, forcing her to look at him. His thin lips brushed against Shi Wan's ear, and he said ambiguously, "You didn't come here willingly, so what are you doing now?"
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