Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 711 - 710: This Person, Too Despicable

Chapter 711: Chapter 710: This Person, Too Despicable

Feng Yexuan suddenly leaned close.

Xiaoyao was startled, instinctively trying to back away and dodge.

But behind her was a desk, leaving her no place to escape.

This position, on the contrary, allowed Feng Yexuan to trap her under him.

"Don’t do this!" she almost screamed!

The pull towards him just now, the collision with his body, squished her small face and hurt!

"Does it hurt?" Yexuan noticed the pain in her eyes.

The difference between a man’s body and a woman’s is so vast.

The soft body of the little girl bumping into him was indescribably comfortable.

But she seemed to be suffering.

Xiaoyao bit her lip and glared at him, unwilling to beg for mercy.

"Since it doesn’t hurt, let’s continue." His eyes held little, his face expressionless.

Just looking at his face, it was extremely difficult to imagine what he was thinking.

But his body was scarily hot!

Blazingly hot!

The moment he pressed down, Xiaoyao was burnt by his body heat, nearly trembling uncontrollably.

But still, she tried hard to calm herself, because if she trembled in his arms, this bastard would again say she was deliberately enticing him!

"I am in pain," Xiaoyao forced her breathing to steady, lifting her gaze to meet his, "Really in pain."

If he said to continue when there’s no pain, then does it mean they can stop this posture if she’s in pain?

This is... shameful!

But Yexuan is not so easy to deal with.

He asked indifferently, "What hurts?"

Xiaoyao’s face reddened, unable to resist glaring at him.

What hurts, does he really not know?

Even now, it’s hot and painful! Embarrassingly painful!

"If you don’t speak, I’ll assume nothing is wrong with you," Feng Yexuan twirled a strand of her hair around his finger, playing with it: "Hmm?"

Xiaoyao really wanted to curse.

Does he have to push people to this extent?

"I..." Yet she still couldn’t bring herself to say it!

How could she say it!

"Hmm?" Yexuan was extremely patient, still twirling her hair, quietly watching her.

Xiaoyao knew he was doing this deliberately, such a nasty man!

"Why don’t you speak?" Yexuan leaned in a bit further.

The distance between the two of them became even closer, leaving almost no space at all.

His tense body was felt all too clearly by her.

That moment, Xiaoyao couldn’t deny it, she really was scared and uneasy.

The changes in his body were so obvious...

"I... I am in pain, my leg... where it hit you is still... really uncomfortable, I can’t... really can’t..."

Xiaoyao pressed her hands onto his shoulders, her face flushing to the color of a liver.

She had never felt this embarrassed before, never said such shameless words.

But he insisted that she say it!

"Can you... give me a moment? Right now... I really can’t handle it."

Of course, if possible, the best thing would be if he discarded her like trash, right?

He said nothing.

Xiaoyao felt uneasy inside: "Prince... Mmm!"

Her little mouth was suddenly sealed by his.

Xiaoyao felt a surge of despair in her heart.

In the end, he still was unwilling to let her go, even though she had made herself so humble, so lowly.

He still would not let her go!

Her hands on his shoulders slid down powerlessly.

To resist would mean torture for her master.

To kill him?

But she could not deceive herself, she dared not, and... did not want to.

She was unable to kill him...

All she could do was resign herself to her fate, to despair.

And what she hated most was why, in such despair, she would still sink into it...