??Chapter 157: 157, audacity, who abuses who
Chapter 157: 157, audacity, who abuses who
She was standing beside the bed, laughing wildly, like a tyrant from ancient tis, “Don’t be afraid, my beauty, I’ll be gentle.”
This utterly terrified him. He clung to the quilt and snuck into the corner of the bed, “No, no, don’t co over! Don’t be impulsive! Please, don’t be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil!”
Her laughter beca increasingly unruly, her predatory deanor more pronounced as she advanced towards him, muttering as she went, “Don’t be afraid, don’t hide, my sweet, co here! Be good!”
He held onto the blanket in terror, shaking his head profusely. She took advantage of this, leaping onto him in one swift step, and in a matter of monts, stripped him of his clothes before passionately kissing him.
What happened next in her dream started to blur. After all, she hadn’t actually witnessed the process, and one can’t dream up a real-life sequence of events.
In her mind, all she knew was that Shi Yuhuan was being ruthlessly manhandled by her.
She wanted to cheer with excitent, waving her hands around and suddenly touching sothing warm, like a person’s head. She scanned downwards, encountering his forehead, then his closed eyes, his long eyelashes, his high nose, and finally, his soft lips.
Song Qinghuan’s hand inadvertently stroked his lips back and forth.
Just now, in her dream, it seed she had relished in desecrating these lips. They were soft, pleasurable to tease, hahaha!
Before she could burst into wild laughter, her arm felt like it was suddenly seized, even before she could open her eyes, she was held down.
Shi Yuhuan moved swiftly like a leopard, his towering figure towering over her. The gaze he leveled her with was blazing and frosty at the sa ti.
Song Qinghuan, who had abruptly awakened, was stunned.
She opened her eyes wide to stare at him, “You…”.
Before she could utter a word, the ridiculously handso face of Shi Yuhuan leaned towards her, tightly seizing her lips, and kissed her barbarically.
His kiss was harsh and possessive, he urgently sucked on her tongue, treating her exactly as she had done to him in her dream. Song Qinghuan felt her lips go numb, as though he was going to bite them off.
She was bewildered and began instinctively struggling to push him away.
But he only pressed her down harder, her hands were pinned above her head, her body held down fiercely, not allowing even a slightest chance to break free.
Just when Song Qinghuan thought she was going to be unable to escape, Shi Yuhuan suddenly released her, laid on her panting heavily.
At the sa ti, her hands were freed as well.
But Song Qinghuan did not push him away; she did not want to lie to herself. She liked the sense of Shi Yuhuan laying on her like this, so powerless.
Even though it was very strange, there was a sense of inexplicable satisfaction, slightly throbbing in her chest.
But she hated herself for feeling this way, and thus, she scolded Shi Yuhuan, “You jerk, you despicable and shaless jerk!”
After panting for a while, Shi Yuhuan, sowhat annoyed, bit her lip harshly.
Song Qinghuan imdiately felt a tingling pain in her lips; it must have been from him biting her just now.
Just as she was about to angrily accuse Shi Yuhuan, she saw him narrowing his eyes, warning her dangerously, “Don’t look at
with an angry face. You were the one tempting
early in the morning, wasn’t this what you wanted?”
Song Qinghuan’s eyes welled up with a mix of humiliation and grievance. She stared bleakly at him, took a long while to respond with four words, “I hate you!”
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