"Ye Beiming, you are so overbearing. Do you not know that a melon forced off its vine is not sweet," Yun Sheng wanted to explain properly, but being blocked by Ye Beiming's forceful tone like this, she felt stifled.
"Yun Sheng, this king has been patient enough with you, do not repeatedly test my limits. I only know that whether a forced melon is sweet or not is something one finds out after trying," Ye Beiming's face darkened, his gaze turning ominous as it paused on Yun Sheng's chest.
His hand still vividly remembered her sweetness.
One day, he would remove all the claws and teeth from this pitiful yet troublesome Little Wildcat, making her accept his advances beneath him, obediently becoming his woman.
Yun Sheng was intimidated by his gaze, not daring to retort.
