The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.
Yan Ting sat stiffly, an indescribable discomfort coursing through him.
This little woman had stirred up fire on him, yet refused to extinguish it, and even had the audacity to tease him. She needed to be disciplined.
Banxia, who had turned her petite figure to the other side, was secretly suppressing a bellyful of laughter.
Her small lips inexplicably curved upward, but constrained by the man’s overbearing presence beside her, she dared not laugh aloud.
However, the occasional quiver of her slender shoulders completely betrayed her.
The moonlight streaming in through the window illuminated the room, which was already dark after the lights had been turned off, leaving it fairly bright.
Yan Ting’s eyes darkened further and further. Suddenly, his large hand reached out once more.
With an almost domineering and forceful motion, he pulled her petite fra back into his embrace.
Banxia didn’t anticipate his sudden move; caught entirely off guard, her playful smile hadn’t even had ti to fade before it collided with the man’s deep, brooding gaze.
Perfect—she had indeed been secretly laughing!
Upon discovering this little woman’s mischievous intent, Yan Ting’s next move was punishnt.
His free hand raised her small head directly, cupping it firmly.
Banxia only felt a powerful grip controlling the back of her head, forcing her delicate face upward.
The next mont, the man’s domineering lips descended upon hers.
His fiery tongue forced its way into her small mouth, wreaking havoc unabashedly.
The masculine heat from the man overwheld Banxia’s senses, rendering her mind a complete blank.
Even though it wasn’t the first ti she had been this close to him, his intimidating aura still instinctively made her tremble.
"No... no!" Her two petite hands were trapped within his embrace, and at this mont, she began to struggle vigorously.
Yan Ting swallowed all her fragnted protests. With him, there was no room for leniency.
Especially since he had forsaken the comfortable bed at ho to squeeze into this tiny bed with her, he felt the woman’s earlier provocative actions were sorely in need of correction.
Who knew how long it lasted—Banxia’s brain was nearly deprived of oxygen—yet the man’s firm lips still arrogantly devoured her small mouth.
It was as though he wanted to force all his breath into her.
"Mmph..." She was about to faint!
Finally, the man took pity on her, releasing the grip on her small head and returning her freedom and air.
Banxia wouldn’t dare to laugh recklessly again—this man’s punishnts were far too strange.
Her lips hurt terribly!
They must be swollen.
This was too much. Next ti, she absolutely needed to add a clause to their marriage agreent.
No matter the place or ti, he couldn’t kiss her randomly without her permission.
Yes, this clause had to be added.
But wait—the signed agreent was locked in his safe. Could she even get a chance to see that agreent again?
"Sleep!" The man’s voice, rough and hoarse, sounded at her ear.
Clearly, although the punishnt was ostensibly for her disobedience, the one truly tornted in the end was undoubtedly him.
The suffering he had managed to endure earlier now burned even more intensely, tornting his nerves.
"I’m going to take a shower!" Sweating from the heat earlier, Yan Ting seized the opportunity to lift the blanket, get out of bed, and enter the bathroom.
Twisting the cold water tap, he let it rush over his head.
Damn it—how could this woman so easily provoke such a reaction from him?
anwhile, in another upscale hospital room, an equally intriguing scene was playing out.
Tong Keke’s slender arm was hooked up to an IV, receiving fluids.
When she groggily woke up, she heard the voice of another woman speaking beside her.
"Gu, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you. You’ve beco even more mature and dependable. I used to secretly vow that soday I’d find an excellent boyfriend like you."
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