Young Master Yan's strong chest heaved a few times before he lowered his head to her ear, "What's your name?"
Moo Huantong bit back her hatred and turned her face away, "If you're going to do it, then hurry up!"
Young Master Yan reached out to clasp her face, forcing her to meet his gaze, "I'm asking you a question," he applied pressure, and Huantong screamed in pain as the man bit down on her chin, leaving a circle of blood marks, "Speak! What's your name?"
Moo Huantong's shoulders trembled; the pain was unbearable, "Moo, Moo Huantong."
"Mo Hantong?" Young Master Yan released his bite, the tip of his tongue tracing her chin, "Then why are you screaming so intensely?"
Her toes tightened in pain, "Moo Huantong!"
"Mo?"
She turned her face away and said nothing, Young Master Yan roughly kneaded her waist, revealing large patches of bruises after the blush faded, "Speak!"
Huantong's voice trembled, "Moo... as in stranger."
