My Dominant Contract Husband Won't Let Me Go

Unexpectedly, just a second later, Dong Xin Yan clenched her jaw tightly. Her hands, which had been resting against his chest, returned to her sides, gripping the bedsheet with force.

The agony on her face vanished completely, leaving only extreme endurance and suppression, even a look of determination in the face of death.

Heh.

Gu Ningyi found it ridiculous to have a momentary spark of pity just now.

Why would Dong Xin Yan need his pity?

Since she didn’t need it, he certainly wouldn’t hold back.

So, he allowed himself to act recklessly and do whatever he pleased.

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