Mo Shiche had been indifferent from the moment she started questioning him; even when caught, he didn't feel embarrassed. His responses were casual, but the moment she uttered the words "boyfriend," his handsome face suddenly turned cold, and his contours were filled with an icy chill.
As Luo Qiangwei picked up the underwear and walked past him, without thinking, he grabbed her waist and pressed her onto the large bed behind him.
He suddenly remembered she was pregnant, so he softened his grip considerably, avoiding her stomach.
But this didn't hinder his intentions at all. He lowered his head and fiercely sealed the woman's mouth that made him angry.
Long ago, he had fantasized about kissing her on this bed, and tonight that fantasy finally came true.
This was their newlywed bed. On this bed, she called him "husband," said she loved him, and declared she wanted to spend her life with him.
Even though... he had ruined it himself.
