"Let me help you."
Zhou Wang chuckled lightly, turned Qi Jiayi's head, and kissed her from behind as she was unable to resist.
Qi Jiayi was still sobbing, yet her tone changed inadvertently.
"Still angry? Still want to leave?"
When he felt it was about enough, Zhou Wang asked indulgently.
"..."
Qi Jiayi's gold-rimmed glasses were askew, and she ignored him, closing her eyes and tremblingly supporting herself against the glass with both hands.
Zhou Wang sneered, no longer holding back.
"No, not here!"
Seeing Zhou Wang about to pull at her stockings, Qi Jiayi finally panicked.
"Still want to leave? Speak!"
"No, not leaving... also not angry anymore."
Qi Jiayi's face flushed red, finally stammering out her words.
...
After a few more minutes passed, as Zhou Wang gradually helped Qi Jiayi up, she was completely out of temper, only able to protest softly.
"You're really annoying!"
