The man's eyes dimmed, and he suddenly picked her up horizontally.
Mu Yiliang leaned against his chest, having to hold onto his neck to maintain balance, yet her body couldn't help but tremble.
Yes, she was scared, terrified!
A year ago, though he occasionally lost control, she never feared because Yan Sijue used to feel pain and self-blame over his outbursts!
But the Yan Sijue now, especially after being provoked, would show her no mercy!
He carried her upstairs, pushed open the door, and laid her on the bed.
Lying on the bed, Mu Yiliang couldn't help but close her eyes, clutching the sheets tightly beneath her.
Yan Sijue let out a light sneer: "What do you think I'm going to do?"
Mu Yiliang opened her eyes, trembling, with a tinge of vulnerability and pain in them.
That trace of vulnerability and pain seemed to stab mercilessly at his eyes.
The man suddenly tightened his grip on her jaw!
