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Chapter 5: I'm afraid of you (3)

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This feeling of being forced was really uncomfortable, but Dong Ci had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk towards Jingrong.

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Although there was still some fear in his heart, Dong Ci didn't want Jing Rong to see it. She stood a few steps away from him, the repulsion in her eyes clear.

Do you hate him that much

Jing Rong's dark eyes narrowed slightly, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, and asked coldly. "Who was that boy just now?"

The cold air on his body hit his nose, and Dong Ci was startled. The lunch box slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"He is whoever he wants. What does it have to do with you?"

"Let me go." The struggle was fruitless, but the hand on her slender waist became tighter and tighter, and her beating was meaningless. Seeing that Jing Rong had no intention of letting go of her, her annoyance was greater than her fear and she said coldly. "Are you sick? Why do you keep pestering me?"

In terms of appearance, she is far less beautiful than him; in terms of money, her family is so poor that there is no profit at all. Dong Ci really couldn't help but understand what Jing Rong wanted to do.

"What do I want to do?"

He seemed to enjoy the feeling of Dong Ci in his arms. The delicate and fragile little ball gave him a moment of peace in his always indulgent heart, and he even wanted to get closer to her.

"I always thought that what I did was obvious enough." He turned around and pressed her firmly against the wall, resting his arms on her sides and staring down at her.

A low laughter sounded in my ears, with an infinite chill. Jing Rong leaned closer to her ear and said in a very evil voice, "I want you, can't you see it?"

Something soft and hot touched her earlobe, and Dong Ci's face froze. However, before she could react, Jing Rong had already leaned forward and took her fleshy earlobe in his mouth.

The sharp tips of the teeth gently rubbed against the ear flesh, making her jump. She quickly reached out to push the person in front of her.

"Stay away from me, I don't like you!"

"Have I ever said I like you?" Jing Rong held her back with just one hand, smiling openly and wantonly.

He teased Dong Ci's cheek with his other hand and pressed his forehead against hers. "I don't like seeing you getting too close to other boys, so do you know what you should do?"

"I don't know, you have no right to control me!"

The gentle breath is so close, it's a completely foreign feeling. Dong Ci began to struggle violently, and her fair face turned red. She glared at Jing Rong, her fierce look was not lethal at all.

She was so uncooperative, especially the words coming out of her little mouth, which really didn't please him at all.

"Xiaoci." The cool and sweet voice was like the collision of porcelain. Jing Rong was silent for a moment, and suddenly his smile was as bright as a flower, which was very eye-catching. "Do you remember what I once warned you?"

"If you dare to lie to me, I will be unhappy." He moved a little further away from her and raised his neck slightly, with a graceful arc like a white swan.

There was still a bewitching smile on his face, but his eyes were dark and there was no warmth in them. "Dong Ci, Xiao Ci?"

Jing Rong did not continue, but Dong Ci already knew that his lie had been exposed.

What would he do

At the beginning, she never thought that she would meet him again in the future, so she never thought about the consequences of his being unhappy. Could it be that this person was so bad that he would beat her

As if sensing Dong Ci's uneasiness, he twitched his thin red lips, and his smile widened, wanton and rippling. "What would you do if you knew I was unhappy?"

"You, you can't hit me..."

Dong Ci was a little scared, but she pretended to be calm and looked at him. Unexpectedly, he laughed out loud when he heard this. "Beat you?"

Jing Rong's chin was pinched by cold fingertips, and Jing Rong's eyes were slightly raised. She looked leisurely, but Dong Ci felt the coldness. "I'm not interested in hitting women yet."

"I might make you cry, though."

Perhaps his breath was too oppressive, but Dong Ci felt that the air around him had become thinner, and his heart was in a state of panic, completely losing the stubbornness he had just now.

"Well..." She didn't understand what he meant yet, but the fingertips on her chin suddenly tightened. Dong Ci stared blankly at the handsome face that was gradually enlarging in front of him. Before he could react, his lips were sealed by a piece of softness, and his breath was snatched away in an instant.

Dong Ci's mind went blank for a moment.

As she grew up, apart from getting closer to Toki Ze, she had never even held hands with other boys, let alone kissed them. This was her first kiss, and it was also her first kiss. Feeling the invasion of an outsider between her lips and teeth, Dong Ci resisted desperately.

She has no mysophobia, but she has a special habit of not touching anything that others have touched with her mouth.

Maybe two close friends could eat an apple in one bite while laughing, but she couldn't. She would not drink the water that others had drank, and she would not touch the food that others had bitten.

She has been like this since she was a child, and even her mother knows about this habit. So now, when I feel that my mouth is being messed with by someone I don't know very well, I feel not only repulsion, but even a little nauseated.

Jing Rong seemed to be really not ready to let Dong Ci go. The strong and deep kiss was passionate and fierce, and the tip of his tongue swept over every part of her mouth, greedy and wanton.

Just as Jing Rong said, she was made to cry by him.

The first kiss was so violent that Dong Ci really couldn't bear it. Coupled with various factors, the strength of her original struggle became smaller and smaller, her breathing became faster, and in the end she could only pull him powerlessly. clothes.

"Let me go!" His mouth was filled with his taste. Unable to bear it, Dong Ci bit his lip hard, and Jing Rong had no choice but to let go because of the pain.

In order to get rid of him, Dong Ci really went to great lengths. Even when their lips and tongues separated, there was still sweet blood staining her lips.

Dong Ci randomly wiped away the traces he left on his lips with his hands, but his taste was still in his mouth. Her tears of grievance kept falling down, and in anger and annoyance, she reached out and was about to slap him.

She had always been docile and well-behaved, but now she really had the urge to slap him to death.

“…”

"You are really wild."

Jing Rong reacted quickly and stopped her hand easily. He pinched her wrist expressionlessly, and the bright blood spread along the wound and dyed his thin lips red, giving it a strange beauty.

Jingle bell bell bell—

The campus bell rang at the right time, and there were footsteps approaching from far away, as if someone was coming.

This is the preparation bell. As the bell rings, more students on campus will pass by here to go to the classroom. Dong Ci sees the opportunity and takes advantage of the students passing by to throw Jing Rong away with all his strength. Open, pass the students and run back quickly.

It wasn't until he escaped from that path that Dong Ci's uneasy heart gradually returned to calm.

Everything just happened was like a nightmare, but the pain between her lips and tongue clearly told her that everything was real.

She was forcibly kissed!

The scene just now came to mind involuntarily. Dong Ci felt more and more uncomfortable the more he thought about it. The tip of his nose was sore and unbearable, but he stubbornly held back the rushing tears.

Don't cry, she told herself secretly.

She must not fulfill that person's purpose!

"Forcibly kiss Ah Rong, did you see the tears in the little girl's eyes? You really don't feel bad at all!" An Chengfeng witnessed the whole process not far away. After Dong Ci escaped, he started to near.

Not to mention the little girl herself, even he, a bystander, felt that she looked like an animal and couldn't help but click his tongue.

"I just want her to cry."

Jing Rong snorted coldly and stared at her running back, as if he was not ready to chase her at all.

The wound on his lip was burning and painful, and liquid seemed to be constantly flowing out. He frowned slightly, leaned against the wall lazily, and stretched out his fingertips to slowly rub along the wound.

Wow, what a cruel words.

The slender fingertips were grinding the blood stains on it casually, and Jing Rong's dark eyes rolled up into whirlpools, coquettish and cold. He still clearly remembers the feeling just now. Not only did he not feel satisfied, it actually made him more greedy.

He wants her.

Whenever he thought of the way she was leaning delicately and weakly in his arms just now, Jing Rong's restless heart became even more violent, and he could not calm down for a long time.

Seeing that Jingrong was still staring in the direction where the little girl left, An Chengfeng looked at his expression carefully and couldn't help but persuade him. "Seeing how fast that little girl can run and how dare she make such bad ideas, aren't you afraid that she will hide far away in the future and you won't be able to touch her?"

He knew Jing Rong well enough, so it was easy to read his thoughts from his expression.

Jing Rong's thoughts were seen through. Instead of being angry, Jing Rong smiled wantonly. In just a moment, the young man who had been strong and cold just now restrained all his anger and spat out his thin lips.

"No matter how fast she runs, so what? I always have my own way of catching her." As if he thought of something pleasant, a smile spread across his brows and eyes, beautiful and harmless. "But next time I get caught..."

"I won't let her go easily."

Dong Ci spent a few days in fear, fearing that Jing Rong would come back and cause trouble for her, but when school ended on Friday, the man didn't show up.

The final exam is getting closer and closer, and Dong Ci can't think about anything else but to give her best in this exam.

After all, this exam is linked to the class placement in the second semester of high school, and she must be placed in the best class.

When Ci's father was still around, Dong Ci never really cared about studying, and always muddle along, as long as his grades were pleasing to the eye. It wasn't until her loving father passed away and her loving mother took on the burden of the family and put all the expectations on her that she began to regret it.