Duan Xingzhou's side of things seemed to have wrapped up, but Wei Chengfeng's side wasn't going so smoothly.
He carried her back the whole way, attracting quite a few glances from passersby. By the time they returned to the hotel, Su Li's face was red beyond belief.
And Wei Chengfeng, with his usual formidable wrist strength, was now even less likely to be gentle, fueled by the anger she had incited in him.
He tossed her onto the bed and started undoing his buttons.
Su Li's eyes widened as she watched his actions. Realizing what was happening, she quickly sat up and got off the bed from the other side, leaning against the large floor-to-ceiling window, looking at him with fright, her voice trembling, "What, what are you doing?"
Wei Chengfeng, while unhurriedly unbuttoning, approached her, his expression changing unpredictably. Even Su Li was unsure of what he intended.
