At this mont, the man felt like a stranger to Yuan Yung. Her whole body was being held so tightly by him that it hurt. She wanted to break free, but it only made him more unrestrained, even audacious.
During the constant struggle, she tasted blood in her mouth and wasn’t sure whose lips or tongue had been bitten, but the bleeding didn’t stop—
Yuan Yung suddenly snapped back to reality. Her alcohol-dazed brain beca clear. She reached out to push the man away and was about to slap him across the face when she saw that he had already collapsed to the ground, completely drunk and unconscious.
Pain shot through her lips. Yuan Yung touched them with her fingers and saw a sar of blood on her fingertips.
That damned bastard! Not only did he force a kiss on her, but he also bit her.
She was so angry that she didn’t even think before kicking him lightly in the calf, "Hmph! Let you sleep here, freeze to death!"
Yuan Yung was never a girl with a good temper. Having read so many novels, she naturally knew how to suppress her nature.
But today, this situation really made her furious. She couldn’t even figure out what was going on.
The thought of his recent kiss with Xu Jingya kept swirling in her mind. Even though she had seen it vaguely, a kiss was still a kiss, whether or not there was tongue involved—
And now he used that mouth to force a kiss on her. How could she not be angry?
The more she thought about it, the more she felt justified. Not letting him sleep outside in the open; she was already doing him a favor.
Fine, let him sleep there; after all, the carpet here is expensive and plush. Plus, there’s heating in the house, so what’s wrong with sleeping like this for a night?
It’s definitely better than being a holess person outside.
Yuan Yung, don’t you dare soften your heart.
Softening ans you’re cowardly—
He force-kissed you, isn’t it right to teach him a lesson?
Her footsteps on the stairs were deliberately loud, not knowing if it was intentional or not.
In any case, at this mont, Yuan Yung was like a small explosive; whoever touched her would set her off!
But as she reached the second floor, she suddenly regretted it, turned around, and ran downstairs in a hurry. At the main door, she saw Sister-in-law Zhang standing there, wrapped up. Seeing Yuan Yung, she said, "This is the first ti Sir has been so drunk; co, help get him to the bedroom! It’s too cold to sleep here."
"..." Yuan Yung wanted to refuse, to say it was she who left him there, but seeing Sister-in-law Zhang’s serious expression, she swallowed her words and obediently went to the man’s side to help carry him to his room.
To Yuan Yung, Huo Junting’s room was naturally unfamiliar. Even though they were husband and wife, they were only married in na and had never shared a bed—
After helping him to the bed, Sister-in-law Zhang got up, rubbing her back, saying, "You keep an eye on him. I’ll go make so sobering soup. Uh... what happened to your mouth?"
Yuan Yung’s heart tightened instantly, feeling like a child caught eating forbidden fruit, "I, um, just now in my room, I was eating snacks. It was so good that I accidentally bit my lip, oh! It hurts so much."
This awkward acting, luckily Sister-in-law Zhang didn’t overthink it, or it would have been even more embarrassing.
Sister-in-law Zhang sighed and shook her head as she left, "Anyone would think soone bit it if they didn’t know better. It looks terrible."
Yuan Yung: "!!!!"
Looking at the man on the bed, Yuan Yung felt another surge of anger. To distract herself, she began to examine his room—
It wasn’t much different from a guest room, just... extrely large, probably the size of two or three guest rooms.
Yuan Yung didn’t like such spaciousness; she preferred a cozy little room.
Living in such a large room by oneself was truly terrifying; it felt chilly.
As she crossed her arms to rub them, suddenly soone wrapped an arm around her waist, asking alluringly, "...are you cold?"
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