"Is this why you came to save me?"
Ye Chuqing snorted and glanced at him mockingly. "Yes, do you think that I fall in love with you? Like those women who are obsessed with death, so I risk everything to save you. You are too narcissistic. I am not that kind of fool. I just want to do it for myself."
Mo Fengya's eyes narrowed when he heard that. He held her shoulders so forcefully that her bones were almost crushed.
Ye Chuqing endured the pain and did not say anything, but her eyes looked at him unwillingly.
She also had her own self-esteem. It was okay that he didn't appreciate her coming to save him, but she couldn't let him laugh at her impulse to be silly.
"Just for yourself?"
Anger filled Mo Fengya's eyes. He lowered his head and kissed her lips viciously. Then, he bore into her
