Her silence clearly conveyed her meaning, and Chu Yuxiao let out a mournful, cold laugh as he began to tear at her clothes without mercy.
With just a gentle tug, Su Yan's clothes turned into rags, and her fair skin was immediately exposed to his gaze.
Su Yan closed her eyes for a moment, feeling utterly humiliated.
"Chu Yuxiao, must things between us be like this?" she asked softly.
"It is you who forces me to treat you this way!" he replied coldly.
If she had been willing to get along with him, to allow him to be close to her, then he wouldn't have had to force her.
Chu Yuxiao's eyes flickered, and he pursed his lips, looking almost aggrieved.
His gaze moved over her body.
It had been several days since he last touched her, and now he was like a person starved for a long time, suddenly seeing a plate of meat, desperate to devour it without restraint.
Su Yan gave up struggling, biting her lip tightly, her eyes glancing to the side, staring at some unknown point, motionless.
