The taste infiltrated their tightly pressed lips, and the man’s actions suddenly paused.
Seizing the opportunity, An Ruo forcefully turned her head away and shouted at him with heartbroken rage, "Tang Yuchen, what can you do besides coerce me?!"
Tang Yuchen’s originally dazed and dark eyes gradually became lucid. His pitch-black eyes stared at her as he fell silent for two seconds before his thin lips slightly parted, his hoarse voice questioning her, "You don’t like it?"
Just now, he felt very much into it, he could sense that she also felt something. His heartbeat was fast, and so was hers.
He thought that this time she would not refuse, that she would like it too.
An Ruowei was stunned, then suddenly started pummeling his body like a madwoman, "Only you like it! I would rather die than like it! How could I possibly like it, Tang Yuchen, you bastard, you are always forcing me! Have you ever asked about my feelings, ever considered my emotions? We are no longer husband and wife, how can you treat me , what do you think I am? Just a tool for you to vent on whenever you need?!"
An Ruo cried again, her tears pouring down like rain. Her heart was in agonizing pain, as if it was about to die.
Tang Yuchen was like a tight spell that agonized her whenever it was cast. But regrettably, she was completely incapable of shaking him off with her own strength.
Her hands hurt from hitting, drained of strength, An Ruo covered her face with both hands and sobbed miserably.
She didn’t care how disgraceful she looked, nor did she care how Tang Yuchen might mock her vulnerability; she just wanted to cry, to release all the grievances within her heart, or she would go insane.
Tang Yuchen watched her with a complex expression, his thin lips pressed tightly together, silent without uttering a word. After a while, he carried her to the big bed and then laid her down upon it.
An Ruo thought he was not done with her yet, her heart filled with hatred. Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped him hard, the sound of the slap nearly deafening Tang Yuchen’s ears.
His gaze turned icy in an instant as he looked at her with a chilling complexion. An Ruo met his eyes with hatred, prepared to face death.
The man seized her chin in one hand and growled furiously, "An Ruo, have you grown a bear’s heart and a leopard’s guts? Tell me, how many times is this now that you’ve slapped me?"
His face had never been slapped by anyone before, and yet she had slapped him several times consecutively, which naturally infuriated him.
And she had hit him, yet he had not retaliated, not once!
Damn, that’s really a blow to his dignity!
An Ruo coldly responded, "You deserve it! Who asked you to be worse than a beast, Tang Yuchen? If you dare touch me today..."
"Today I’ll have to deal with you, let’s see what you can do!" Before she could finish, he began to rip her clothes off.
Actually, he had planned to let her go tonight, but since she had angered him, not settling this matter was not an option for Tang Yuchen.
"You dare!" An Ruo held onto her clothing tightly, trying to scratch his face, but the man was not going to give her another chance to strike.
He caught both her hands in one of his, pinning them above her head, while his other hand, like a sharp blade, quickly tore away the clothes on her body.
An Ruo’s face turned pale; she bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with hatred.
She attempted to kick him in a sensitive area but he forcefully slapped her knee. A numbness spread through her legs, and she collapsed weakly on the bed, no longer able to muster any strength.
He stripped off her outer garment and T-shirt, and then proceeded to pull off her pants.
An Ruo couldn’t struggle, only able to glare at him with an icy, resolute gaze.