"Uh..." Jin Jumo's eyes flickered helplessly.
"I want to kill him!" Rong Mochen gritted his teeth, speaking venomously.
Jin Jumo's eyes suddenly widened, staring at him in horror, her heart pounding as if it was about to leap out of her throat.
Rong Mochen reached out and pinched Jin Jumo's chin, lowered his head, and pressed his cold thin lips against Jin Jumo's trembling lips, staring sharply into her eyes, "You are mine, every part of you is mine, down to a single strand of hair!"
Tears that Jin Jumo had held back for so long finally fell, her voice hoarse, "Overbearing!"
Before more rage could surge in Rong Mochen's eyes, he heard Jin Jumo say, "But I like your overbearing nature."
Rong Mochen, "Uh..."
Jin Jumo reached out to hook his neck, her soft body pressing closely against him, mimicking his occasional rough kisses by forcefully nibbling his thin lips.
