Facing the man's cold look, she finally raised her lips and smiled brightly, "If Mr. Yu can be so kind, that would be the best."
Such a smile, coupled with such words, was extremely glaring.
Yu Zeyao's face became even gloomier. He raised his hands, grabbed her arms, and easily lifted her up from the sofa.
The memory of that night was terrifying to Jing Yu. The pain of being torn apart so closely came back to her. She instinctively shrank back, trying to keep a distance from him.
Resistance and fear.
He felt it clearly, a sharp pain in his chest, and the heart in his chest felt as if it was twisted into a knot.
It hurt so much that she unconsciously increased the strength in her hands. Her fingers were stretched white, as if she was going to crush her bones.
Jing Yu gasped in pain and twisted her body to struggle. Yu Zeyao held her chin with one hand and pulled her sad little face closer.
He didn't give her a chance to resist and kissed her hard on the lips.
Jing Yu clenched his hands and pushed her away. His voice was hoarse, but his eyes were extremely cold. "As soon as he comes back, you want to keep your virginity for him?"
This man has been talking nonsense all the time!
It was obviously he who hurt himself from the beginning to the end, so why was he acting like he was hurt by her now
"Yu Zeyao, let me go!" Jing Yu struggled, looking at him with cool eyes, "I am not a virgin, and I don't want to do it with you now."
"You don't want to?" He sneered, and with his long arms, he lifted her up from the sofa. Jing Yu raised his fist to hit him, and his cold voice sounded from above his head, "Unless you don't want to see your father and Jing Rong again, just refuse me!"
Jing Yu was stunned.
All movements froze.
She stared at the man's profile solemnly, with a layer of mist in her eyes.
That mist made Yu Zeyao feel even more pain and pity. He never thought that one day, he would be the one who made her cry the most!
As if she couldn't vent her pent-up emotions, Jing Yu turned away, but her tears kept flowing. Those wet tears were like whips lashing at Yu Zeyao's heart, constantly torturing him. He suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, put her down, and pressed her against the cold wall.
She looked at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes. Through the hazy fog, she could clearly see the care and tenderness in the man's eyes.
She couldn't understand him!
Why can a person switch between the devil and the knight so naturally, making her hate and love at the same time, sometimes in hell and sometimes in heaven
"Stop crying." Yu Zeyao ordered in a hoarse voice. These four words contained too many complicated emotions. Even, there was a sense of helplessness that he could do nothing with her.
It would have been fine if he hadn't said it. When he said that, her tears fell even harder. Her nose was sour, and her tearful eyes were red like crystals. "You want to threaten me with my dad and Jingrong again?"
"Even if I don't take them, they are enough to threaten you." Yu Zeyao held her waist with one hand, making her cling to him tightly. He leaned over and put his lips to her ear, "If you cry again, I will take you right here!"
Jing Yu swallowed back his tears and said, "If I don't cry, will you leave here now?"
Yu Zeyao's eyes darkened.
This woman was so eager to get rid of me!
"It's too late for you to smile at me now." He sucked her lips. The more she struggled, the harder he sucked. Jing Yu pushed him away, and he tore off her pajamas.
She was not a pushover either. She got angry and started biting. Yu Zeyao was hurt by the bite, but instead of getting angry, he chuckled and lifted her up from the ground.
Jing Yu punched him on the shoulder with her fist, but this man was so overbearing and rude that she was no match for him.
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Because of the last experience, Jing Yu's whole body was tense. Pressed under the man, her frail body trembled uncontrollably.
Yu Zeyao felt that his original domineering and rude behavior gradually turned into gentleness.
Yu Zeyao felt the changes in her body and leaned over...
I don’t know how long it took for this passion to fade away.
Yu Zeyao sank into her body, unwilling to leave for a long time. Jing Yu bit her lip, feeling bitter, depressed, annoyed, and self-blame.
This man was clearly someone she should hate. He had ruined all her peaceful life, whether it was Liang Shengyi or her father, but at this moment, her body was still uncontrollably accepting him.
This made her unable to forgive herself.
The feeling of self-loathing surged up, forcing her to keep a distance from him. She twisted her body, trying to push him away from her body. Yu Zeyao groaned and pressed his big hand on her waist.
"Don't move, or I'll take you again."
Perhaps because of lust, his tone was much gentler than the previous rudeness, and the same was true of the way he looked at her.
For a moment, Jing Yu almost felt that nothing unpleasant had ever happened between her and this man.
She didn't move anymore, turned her face away, and said, "I'm going to go wash up."
"I'll carry you." Yu Zeyao reached out to hold her, but his hand was held by Jing Yu. He looked at her, and could clearly see the rejection on her face, "I can do it myself."
Yu Zeyao's eyes became more serious. He hesitated for a moment, and finally pulled himself away from her body.
It was too intense just now, and with his emotions going through such a turbulent ups and downs, Jing Yu felt physically exhausted. He got off the bed with weak legs.
She could feel the burning gaze of the man behind her fixed on her, so she forced herself to go into the bathroom.
She soaked in the bathtub for a long time, feeling dazed and confused. She didn't know what the future would be like if she continued like this, nor did she know how long he would keep her under house arrest here.
My heart feels empty and I feel so uncomfortable.
She soaked in the water until it was almost cold, and then she stood up. She thought that the man must have left and was no longer here.
However, when she walked out wrapped in a bath towel, she found the man sitting by the window, with his back to her and a cigarette in his hand.
There was only a dim light in the room, making the figure look even more lonely and depressed.
Jing Yu looked at it and felt as if something was stabbing his heart, causing a dull pain.
"Come here." He spoke suddenly, probably because he heard the noise and knew she had come out of the bathroom.
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The book contains a signed copy, a photo of the author, a postcard, and a bookmark of Su Su and Night Owl. You can keep it as a souvenir, and I will ask them to make it more exquisite.