He immediately flipped over, pressing her down. Those long, piano-playing hands slid across her smooth skin, then grabbed hold of her heart, kneading it forcefully, until faint bruises appeared on her fair, snowy peaks.
Then, with a slightly threatening tone, he said through gritted teeth, "You say I'm getting old? Not like I used to be? Well, I'll show you if I can or can't!"
An angry man is truly terrifying, but a man who's been mocked like this is even scarier! He would let her know that a man cannot be provoked, and she couldn't provoke him!
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That night, after being dealt with, Jian Anning was toyed with by Yu Zexiao to the point she couldn't tell night from day. The next day, when she attended an event, she subconsciously patted her own waist—it was almost broken by him!
