The world spun around, and the air in her chest became increasingly thin; breathing seemed to grow more and more difficult.
The Prince liked kissing her, but his technique was terribly frightening!
Just when Xiaoyao felt she was about to suffocate and had utterly lost hope, the man on top of her suddenly released her.
Feng Yexuan straightened up and looked down at the girl lying limply on the desk, his chest still heaving violently.
His breath was a complete mess.
Xiaoyao was also gasping for air, but upon realizing she had been released, she quickly sat up, trying to hastily adjust her clothing which had been pulled open.
He didn't continue to torment her...
She had no idea what he was thinking or whether something awful would happen later, but at least in that moment, she was safe.
Those watery, big eyes blinked slightly, still brimming with wariness towards him.
Feng Yexuan extended his hand.
Xiaoyao immediately thought to retreat.