"Yi Jinli, can I only follow what you think, not have my own thoughts, my own care, and I can't make you angry? You keep saying that you love me, but have you ever respected me?" Ling Yiran said.

His movements stopped and looked up at her. In his eyes, it seemed that all emotions were curled up, and all that was left was deep. After a while, he finally said, "Do you want me to respect you?"

A cold sound rang in the room, with a feeling of silence.

She laughed at herself, "I was the one who said stupid things. If you really respect me, you wouldn't lock me up here."

"I can respect you and satisfy everything you have. Whatever you say, I will do for you. As long as you can love me, don't think about other men anymore." He murmured.

For him, being able to say such words has put himself in a humble position.

But Ling Yiran just said lightly, "The premise of respecting me is just to love you. If I don't love you, you have to control my will, preferences, thoughts, right?"

His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were dark.

And she, facing his gaze, did not fear or retreat, or... she had retreated enough and no longer wanted to retreat. "Yi Jinli, if your respect is just like this, then I don't need such respect."

"Is that so? You don't need it." He said softly, suddenly picked her up and walked towards the bed beside him.

She immediately struggled, "What are you going to do?"

"Didn't you say that you don't need my respect, so I don't need to respect you, right?" He said, throwing her directly on the bed, pulling his own collar with his slender fingers.

His expression was faint, and even his tone was faint, but his actions made her feel scared. The night she had just brought her here by her, he almost asked her in this room!

And now...

She almost instinctively struggled to get up, trying to escape from the bed.

But before her feet were touching the ground, his arm had already put on her waist again, and then pressed her heavily on the bed. "It seems that I have always respected you too much, so you don't know what disrespect is!"

He said, kissing her lips, almost suffocating, as if he was about to swallow everything about her.

Even though Ling still struggled hard, it was useless at all.

When she wanted to bite, he felt something, and his fingers suddenly grabbed her chin and the sides of her cheeks.

Suddenly, her jawbone could not move at all, and she could only passively bear his kiss.

Her struggle and resistance were completely suppressed by him, and that absolute power scared her.

As his kiss went further and further down, her body could hardly control herself, and tears came out inadvertently.

Drops of tears flowed down her cheeks, and his lips tasted a salty taste.
Chapter completed!