Unbound by any rules

He clung to her, nibbling at her delicate neck with wanton hunger: "Xiaxia, tell me," he whispered.,He seemed not to hear, holding her tightly as if to embed her bones. "Wen Zhixia, you're mine.",Wen Zhixia's reproachful words came to a halt the moment she saw the scarlet lipstick mark on his white shirt.。