"Husband, you're hurting me, let go first, I need to go, we can talk about this later tonight." Darling, I really can't stick around.
Song Tianmo remained unmoved.
"Say it again!"
"Husband, what's this all about?" Ling Fei was really anxious, and she pushed Song Tianmo hard.
Song Tianmo still didn't let go. Instead, he violently zipped down the fastener of her down jacket, instantly exposing her waist.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Ling Fei's face changed.
Bastard!
He... wouldn't do what she was thinking, would he?
Ling Fei inhaled sharply.
Opening her clothing, Song Tianmo's eyes fell directly on her chest—which had blood on it from the filming. She had already changed out of the bloodstained clothes she was wearing earlier.
Just the thought of Ouyang Feng's head lying on her chest, and her tightly hugging him and crying her eyes out, made Song Tianmo feel a surge of anger.
He abruptly embraced Ling Fei, pinned her against the wall, and fiercely kissed her red lips.