"Goodness, An Ruoxue..." Standing in front of the mirror, An Ruoxue looked at the clusters of bruised, purplish hickeys covering her neck and body. Her fair little face flushed crimson. Last night, she had apparently forced herself on Rong Che.
Not only had she taken the initiative, but she had also kept urging him to go faster...
An Ruoxue vaguely remembered that the battle between her and Rong Che last night had been utterly intense... from the car to the hotel bed, and finally rolling onto the floor. Last night, she must have been like a female vampire, draining Rong Che almost dry, over and over again.
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