??Chapter 239: 239, Burn, Fire of Love
Chapter 239: 239, Burn, Fire of Love
Shi Yuhuan, who seldom spoke, either said nothing at all or, when he did, his words were sharp enough to penetrate one’s heart like a knife. He was acutely sarcastic.
Song Qinghuan had long known this and had developed a strong resistance to pressure.
But at this mont, hearing these words, she felt utterly disgraced, extrely mortified.
Despite her struggles, Shi Yuhuan only held her tighter, with so much force as if he wanted to embed her into his flesh.
Song Qinghuan, feeling deeply uncomfortable, furrowed her brows as if she were about to suffocate.
With a tear-choked voice, her cheeks blazing with sha, she sobbed, “What are you talking nonsense about? Impossible, let
go!”
Drunk and passed out, she wasn’t aware of what had transpired between them, but she trusted that she wouldn’t fall to disgrace like this.
While Shi Yuhuan played with her full figure, he also pushed up her clothes from her waist, casually unveiling her bare skin underneath.
“Impossible? Let go?” Shi Yuhuan sneered, his smile unreadable.
Then he leaned in to forcefully kiss Song Qinghuan, wrecking havoc on her lips.
His suppressed restlessness and agitation, like a wild beast caged, sought an escape.
His hot tongue savagely invaded her mouth, ravishing every bit of her taste.
Song Qinghuan, tornted by his actions, was unable to move or breathe.
She felt like a fish on a chopping board, at the rcy of another’s will.
Shi Yuhuan’s kiss this ti was different, filled with repressed emotions and a strong urge, as if he sought to devour her.
Song Qinghuan’s mind was in utter chaos. Facing this seemingly unchanging, expressionless yet chilling Shi Yuhuan, she felt nothing except fear.
When his fervent lips suddenly left hers, Song Qinghuan hurriedly cried out, trying to stop him: “Shi Yuhuan, what are you doing? You…”
Shi Yuhuan’s cold voice bluntly interrupted her words: “Doing you!”
Song Qinghuan was slightly taken aback, her face a mixture of embarrassnt, sha and rage. With her face flushed, she sputtered in anger, “You… Hm!”
Her voice was hushed yet again by Shi Yuhuan’s mouth.
He once more savagely ravaged her lips, transforming all her words into choking sounds.
As Song Qinghuan struggled, desperately trying to avoid his kiss, all her limbs were pinned and she could not move an inch.
Their lips t, his brutality chafing her lips.
The taste of blood spread in her mouth, causing Song Qinghuan to contort her features in pain.
The sounds of fabric ripping echoed, as her clothes were torn apart amidst the struggle… torn and shred…
At this mont, Song Qinghuan’s body had no cover at all.
When freed from her clothes, her hands were set free.
She used her strength to push Shi Yuhuan away but failed to budge him at all.
Shi Yuhuan’s strength was frightening. With one hand, he restrained her wrists again, and with the other, abruptly lifted her body up, forcing himself between her legs.
Lifting her up, spreading her legs, her legs were forced to wrap around his waist. Then, he leaned down again, furiously planting another kiss.
A hard, burning object was pressing against her lower body. Song Qinghuan realized the danger she was in.
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