You Don't Like It?

She blushed as she asked, "Then… What bad things did you do to me?"

She had absolutely no recollection of what had happened last night. She could only remember a few hazy impressions, but she couldn't piece them together.

Mo Xiaomeng was a person who didn't like to think too deeply. Since she was fine, she had thrown the events of last nights to the back of her mind.

Ye Sijue gazed into her beautiful jewel-like eyes and said in a magnetic voice, "Let me reenact it for you then?"

With that said, he suddenly took her up by her waist.

Mo Xiaomeng got a big shock and circled her arms around his neck subconsciously. She stammered, "W-What are you trying to do?"

Ye Sijue's long legs only traveled a few steps before reaching the bed, and he placed her onto it.

"Hey!" Mo Xiaomeng tried to get up hastily.