Jing Yu heard the man's footsteps getting closer and closer to her. Each step was not heavy, and the sound was absorbed by the fluffy carpet, but she felt as if he was stepping on her heart.
He walked to the bedside, remained silent for two seconds, and suddenly threw back the quilt and lay down beside her. The bed was very large, so he did not approach immediately, leaving a short distance between them.
However, Jing Yu could still clearly feel the heat from his body. In such a winter, it was like a ball of fire.
Jing Yu tried hard to control himself and not let his disordered breathing betray him.
"Sleep this way." Yu Zeyao said.
Jing Yu didn't move and didn't give him any response.
"You want me to do it myself?" His voice was lazy, as if he was a little drunk, and so sexy that it was frightening.
He was quite patient. "If I take action, it won't be as simple as letting you sleep. You are my prisoner of war now, and I really want to make love with you. All your resistance is just the difference between 'willing to sleep with me' and 'unwilling to sleep with me'. So, if I were you, I would choose to be obedient now."
Jing Yu felt a breath of anger in his chest.
Scoundrel!
Moreover, he is so shameless and self-righteous!
She turned around and glared at him with angry eyes, "Let me go."
Yu Zeyao didn't fall asleep completely, but just half leaned against the head of the bed. When she turned around, he lowered his eyes to look at her. His deep gaze lingered on her cheek. The only light in the room was the faint afterglow from the bathroom, but it didn't affect his focused gaze at all.
Jing Yu felt that his eyes seemed to carve her into his eyes, which made her even more flustered. She turned her face away and begged, "Don't just look at me, help me untie my tie."
Yu Zeyao frowned, as if he could no longer bear it, and laid his whole tall body under the quilt. He hooked his long arms and held her tightly in his arms.
Jing Yu's breathing paused for a moment, and she pressed her chin on his shoulder, "Yu Zeyao..."
"Don't move." His breathing became heavier, and she could clearly feel his strong body stiffening and getting hotter. He frowned tightly, "I have an injury on my abdomen, so I can't move you tonight even if I want to. But if you want to cause trouble for yourself, I have plenty of ways to deal with you."
After he said that, Jing Yu stopped moving. She was quiet for a while, sure that this man was just holding her to sleep, and had no intention of doing anything further, but her body was still tense and her breathing was not smooth.
after all…
He was now half naked, with only a bath towel covering his body.
He had untied her skirt before, and the neckline had already slid down to below her chest. Her soft breasts pressed against the man's hard chest, this was her first time to experience this.
a long time…
She licked her dry lips and couldn't help asking, "Don't you think this is hot?"
"If you feel hot, I'll take off your skirt for you." He replied without even raising his eyes.
Jing Yu: “…”
He really did it. Jing Yu was annoyed that he had shot himself in the foot.
"Stop it, I'm not hot anymore!" She quickly stopped him and unconsciously arched her body back.
Seeing her in such a state of embarrassment and helpless at his teasing, Yu Zeyao's frown relaxed a little, as if he was a little more pleased. He hugged her back, and Jingyu behaved well this time, biting her lower lip tightly and not saying a word.
What a scoundrel! I wonder if the voters who support him know what he is like in private.
"Have you ever had such an experience before?" Yu Zeyao suddenly asked her.
Jing Yu didn't know what he was referring to. He lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her indifferently, "Do you have experience sleeping with a man?"
Jing Yu said angrily, "Yes."
He just uttered a "hmm" sound from his nose, and no one knew whether he believed it or not, nor did they know what his current mood was.
Jing Yu thought that this man was so conceited and proud that he might not be able to accept a woman who was not a virgin. If she lied, he might no longer be interested in her.
She whispered, "You are so powerful that you should know that I had a fiancé before. If it weren't for an accident, he and I would have married immediately."
"You mean... you slept with him?" Yu Zeyao's tone remained indifferent.
"It's more than just sleeping with him." She was willing to sacrifice her reputation in exchange for her freedom.
She thought he would be furious, but after a while, not only was he not angry, but he chuckled and suddenly his big hand slipped under her skirt.
Jing Yu's body froze, his eyes trembled, and he stared at him nervously, "What are you doing?"
"Let's verify whether what you said is true or not." Yu Zeyao's tall nose touched hers, and his breath brushed her face seductively. "As far as I know, you haven't been willing to give yourself to him..."
His low and hoarse voice was too charming.
Jing Yu was almost confused by his voice. But he quickly came to his senses and felt that there was something wrong with what he said. He frowned and asked repeatedly: "How did you know? Who told you? You and Liang Shengyi... um..."
*******
Yu Zeyao touched the wound on her face, stopped moving, and looked at her with serious eyes.
She seemed to feel humiliated and sad, and didn't want to meet his eyes. She just bit her lower lip and turned away.
In the blurred light and shadow, the clear tear marks on her face were like a sharp sword slashing through his heart. His chest ached slightly and he pulled his hand back. Finally, he sighed, lightly lifted his fingers, and easily untied the tie on her hand.
Jing Yu's hands were freed, his tearful eyes flickered, and after a moment of hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped him again on the left side of his face.
Yu Zeyao grabbed her hands and pressed them down on the bed. His chest rose and fell violently, perhaps because he was furious, or because he was trying hard to suppress his anger.
Jing Yu looked at him, sniffed, and then turned away, tears flowing even more. He couldn't bear to blame her too much, and his angry eyes gradually softened under her tears. He put her hands behind her back and hugged her tightly, "Don't cry, I still think I am the one who should be wronged and cry."
He wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "At least I blocked a bullet for you, so I can be considered your lifesaver. If I really ask you to marry me, it won't be too much."
Jingyu's body was tense in his arms, and he didn't say anything.
Her body still ached from his invasion.
"Okay, these two slaps, we're even." His voice softened a lot, and he patted her back soothingly, "But don't think I'll let you go just like that—"