Lie Lang's words struck Xue Yao harder than the kiss itself. She stared at him blankly, still unable to believe what she had heard, before her body finally reacted and she hurriedly crawled to the other end of the bed as though the space between them could wash away the humiliation.
Her lips were swollen and slightly painful, but when her gaze landed on Lie Lang's bleeding lower lip, she almost felt a tiny bit satisfied.
'Disgusting? He called kissing me disgusting? Then why did he kiss me in the first place? Did I beg him? Did I drag his head down? This grumpy wolf is really unreasonable!'
She pressed the back of her hand against her lips, glaring at him with eyes full of grievance and anger. "If you found it so disgusting, then why did you kiss me?"
Lie Lang wiped the blood from his lower lip with his thumb, his golden eyes dark and cold as they shifted briefly toward the window. The anger in them had not faded at all. If anything, it seemed even heavier than before.
