The sound of fabric being ripped echoed harshly in the air.
Mu Yuze's eyes widened in shock and he immediately reached out to grip He Juan's wrist which had gotten into his shirt, another hand grasping a fistful of He Juan's hair and tugged hard. "He Juan, that's enough!" Mu Yuze's strength was so powerful that He Juan's head was forcibly lifted from the omega's chest.
For a while, both of them stared at each other, breathing heavily.
He Juan's pupils were almost thin slits now. His cheeks were flushed and there was a sharp glint in his eyes that made them look downright predatory. When he looked at Mu Yuze like that, it gave off the impression that a wild animal was measuring him from head to toe.
Mu Yuze swallowed past the dryness on his throat and kept a firm grip on He Juan's hair as if it was a leash. "Juan-gege, enough… you have already done enough, okay?"
