Pei Yan was a scoundrel, but he had never dared to go too far before. Mei Wanying had been deceived by his facade, forgetting he was a dangerous man.
Her lips and tongue were numb, a stark reminder of what had just happened.
Out of habit, Mei Wanying wanted to raise her hand to slap him.
'This man is a lecher!'
'Shameless!'
But when she saw the panic and pleading in his eyes, her hand froze.
Mei Wanying's mind was a mess, and she couldn't sort out her thoughts. Because of Pei Yan's injuries, she didn't push him away immediately.
To him, this was a sign that Mei Wanying was accepting him.
Ecstasy and excitement swept through him.
The man's expression turned strange, as if he were about to laugh and cry. "Ah Yin, I'll change anything you don't like about me. Just don't leave me again."
"What do you want? As long as we're not separated, I'll agree to anything."
