Chapter 47: What the Gentleman Made Me Do That Night

Tang Yu couldn't speak as tears streamed down her face.

"Your actions will only make your situation more dangerous. Understand?"

"Umm..." Tang Yu's tears and saliva spilled everywhere.

After a seemingly endless period, Tang Yu was tossed onto the sofa like a broken rag doll.

Tang Yu clung to the sofa, coughing, her face flushed red, nearly suffocating to death.

The next second, her chin was lifted again, her shattered face tilted upward, tears swirling in her eyes.

"How does it taste? Good?" Ye Sihan looked down at her like the Devil himself.

Tang Yu's long eyelashes were damp with moisture from her tears, her lips trembling.

Perhaps it was the aftereffect of the alcohol that made her recklessly bold. She stood up, wrapped her arms around Ye Sihan's neck, and kissed his thin lips.

And she attempted to deepen the kiss.

This time it was Ye Sihan who was caught off guard, and after a moment of stunned pause, he pushed Tang Yu away forcefully.