"Damn it, do you really want to see me starved to death!" Feng Yueya cursed uncontrollably as she burst out in anger.
Yun Shangshu pinned her hands above her head with one hand and pressed his body onto her legs, rendering her immobile.
He reached out with his other hand, his fingertips carrying a chilling trace, slowly caressing her bare legs.
"You know what it feels like to be hungry? Don't forget, it is you who refuses to eat."
His voice was deep, and his eyes were dark and profound.
Feeling him stroke her skin, Feng Yueya shuddered, but she showed no shame and looked directly into his eyes,
"It's just that I won't eat what you give me, but that doesn't mean I won't eat what I find myself.
And damn you for purposely not letting me find my own food, you want to starve me to death!"
Somehow, Feng Yueya's words carried a hint of grievance.
If Yun Shangyuan were here, he wouldn't let her suffer any hardship or face any grievances.
