Chapter 10 Ambiguous Passion 2

for Han Bi because he loved Han Bi.No In, no In...The day he asked her to call him No In with a loving voice... It was just like the way Han Bi called him now, soft and touching.Hugging her tightly, h...Chapter 10 **Vaguely Ambiguous 2

Ye Feimo stared at her face; the innocent look of the woman was covered with a layer of immature ambiguity, her flirtatious eyes like silk threads.

He knew all too well that she was as pure and genuine as a blank sheet of paper.

The immaturity of that night, the resistance when he entered her body, clearly told him that she was still a virgin; he was her first man.

Ye Feimo had played rough before and wasn’t unfamiliar with virgins.

Generally speaking, he preferred women who were more discerning and mature rather than those who knew nothing. If they couldn't even please him, but upon learning that she was a virgin, the intention to thoroughly enjoy himself instantly transformed into countless feelings of tenderness.

However, in the end, he lost control.

Hmm, losing control; he hated that term. Ever since then, he had despised such emotions.

Perhaps because of this face

Warm did not know that the main reason for his roughness that day was because she called out someone else's name when they were intimate—specifically, Fang Liucheng. The moment Ye Feimo thought about women calling other men’s names while he was with them, he would find ways to torment them.

Over the years, there had been a constant stream of women in his life, coming and going, but she was the first woman who managed to arouse his interest during an intimate moment.

His hand slipped below her body, exploring and stirring within her. Warm bit down on her lower lip tightly, regaining her senses for a brief moment—she had come here to confront him about using her as advertising material; she was there to question him.

What is she up to now.

Hugging herself, she tries to avoid Ye Fei Mo. He roughly grabs her waist; his dark and deep eyes fixate on her frightened pale face. Warmth (her nickname) doesn't realize that this expression only stirs the man's desire to forcefully possess her even more.

"No!" As his hand moves further down, warmth is shocked and picks up an ashtray beside her to smash onto Ye Fei Mo’s head.

Ye Fei Mo twists her wrist around; in pain, warmth sweats profusely. The ashtray drops onto the carpet instead.

His fiery eyes coldly stare at her.

Realizing how disheveled she looks compared to his untouched appearance, she feels ashamed and angry, her face turning red.

"Let go of me, you bastard."

He looked at her coldly, seeming to be preparing to force himself on her.

Warmth's eyes turned red with anger. Suddenly, the hand holding her wrist loosened, and he leaned down to kiss her lips gently but intensely, making her shiver even more. She had never encountered a man as pervertedly dominant and unpredictable as him before.

"Call me by my name." His voice seemed to have a hypnotic quality as it echoed in her ear.

Warmth's body trembled slightly, and as Ye Feimo sucked on her earlobe, she shivered even more violently.

The man ordered again, "Call me by my name."rning and took this opportunity to return home." Ye Feimo said gently, kissing her shoulder butterfly tattoo. "Let's eat together when you wake up.""Did you cook""Takeout," he replied.“...I'll just re...