Qingqing gritted her teeth, enduring the sudden swelling and pain he inflicted, glaring at him with curses: "A dog can't change its habit of eating shit!"
"You mean you're the piece of shit I ate?" Gu ZhiZun observed her furrowed brows coldly, supporting her thinly from beneath, pressing her waist and hips, "Don't look down on yourself like that, you're much more fragrant than shit."
He lowered himself slowly, close to her ear, his sharp gaze dangerously fixed on her neck.
"Yan QingQing, you'd rather follow Dong Fangjing than me. Is he better than me in this aspect?"
Qingqing wanted to spit a faceful of saliva at him, this man who ignored priorities... hiss, she inhaled sharply, his movements were fast and ruthless. She turned her face to meet his gaze, growling lowly: "Have you had enough? If you want to die here, don't pull me down with you!"
"Where's the chain on your neck?" Gu ZhiZun paid no attention to her low growl, his brows tightly furrowed as he asked.
"What?"
