Sooner or Later, I Will Die in Your Hands
Huo Hannian looked down at her without saying a word.
Wen Ruan could see the determination in his eyes.
It was as if he was silently replying that he was the only husband she could ever have in the future!
She pushed his shoulders with both hands." It's so late. I'm going down to rest.""
Huo Hannian placed his hands on the wall behind her and bent down slightly, encircling her in his territory.
She could not escape.
"Ruan Ruan, I took a four-hour flight to get here."
Wen Ruan looked at his dark eyes, which were filled with a mist, hiding his grievance.
"You were the one who wanted to come…Oh."
Before she could finish her sentence, he forcefully stuffed her lips.
His unique refreshing scent assailed her nose, devouring her sense of smell and taste.
Just as Wen Ruan was about to push him away, he let go of her first.
He closed his bloodshot eyes and said softly," I'll die in your hands sooner or later."With that, he entered the bathroom.