She kept inhaling, as if the slightest relaxation would cause tears to fall, "Yes, I've learned my lesson, and I don't want to learn it a second time... I don't want to love you anymore."
Moh Shiche's eyes shook.
Suddenly, he turned around, opened the door, picked Xia Yuan up, and threw her out, then closed the door and locked it.
Luo Qiangwei had not even reacted before she was kissed by the man who had turned back around.
His left hand, full of glass shards, was held to the side the whole time for fear of cutting her, using only his right hand to forcefully hug her and entwine from the doorway all the way to the large bed.
Even if his left hand was in pain, it only kept him lucid temporarily, with the drug effects still present, every second was torture for the man.
He threw her onto the bed, finally unable to bear it anymore, he unbuckled his belt with one hand, covered her body, and pressed down fiercely to punish.