These words were too explicit and rude, and Lin Yingyue's face instantly turned pale.
Song Zeqian: "Scared now?
How will you handle me then."
"But what if someone else comes?"
Seeing Lin Yingyue still hesitating, his expression remained cold.
"I told the servants to get off work early today, so no one will come."
So that's how it is...
No wonder he was so confident.
Lin Yingyue's Heart pounded in her chest.
The short Skirt was pushed up to her thighs by a large hand, and fingertips dug into her fair, plump skin.
Immediately, the crisp sound of the man's belt Metal Buckle being undone was exceptionally clear in the empty dining room.
Lin Yingyue closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling violently, her Fingers clenched the edge of the table.
She heard the sound of the belt being pulled out, her whole body tensing like a bowstring.
What she expected did not fall.
She Tremblingly opened her eyes and met Song Zeqian's smiling, yet not smiling, face as he leaned down.
"So scared?"
Lin Yingyue bit her lip, "Too... it will be ruined."
Song Zeqian was backlit, and Lin Yingyue could not see his expression.
Unbeknownst to her, the malevolence in his eyes had largely dissipated, replaced by a complex pleasure.
But the hand restraining her did not loosen at all.
It even began to move down...
The small lace tied in a bow was like an unwanted object, casually thrown on the floor.
Instantly understanding what he was going to do, Lin Yingyue trembled all over, her face burning.
She wanted to dodge, but her waist was firmly held by his large hand.
Tears immediately welled up at the corners of her eyes.
Lin Yingyue's Fingers instinctively dug into his dark hair, gripping it tightly.
...
The sound of a girl sobbing came from the room.
Lin Yingyue weakly pushed against his shoulder, her Fingers trembling.
Her soft, white hands were immediately caught...
"Mmm, no... I can't."
Her voice was broken.
Song Zeqian looked at the person in his arms, her bright red lips trembling, glistening with a beautiful moisture.
She exuded a faint sweet fragrance, like a ripe peach.
Her cheeks were abnormally flushed, looking like she had been severely bullied.
Too tender...
Like a porcelain doll, easily dented.
He let out a long Sigh.
"So pitiful."
Then, he continued...
By the latter half of the night, Lin Yingyue's eyelashes were wet and stuck together, adorned with tiny teardrops.
Her mind was a mess, and she couldn't remember when she had returned to the room.
She was a night owl and could stay up late.
She always stayed up until 1 or 2 AM before sleeping.
For the first time, she felt so sleepy.
Song Zeqian did not let go of any part of her.
Hearing her soft whimpers, Song Zeqian's eyes churned with undercurrents, and his Adam's Apple bobbed.
"Is Baby a little sprinkler? Why are you like this just from a touch?"
Lin Yingyue, with tears in her eyes, cursed, "You pervert! Big bad guy!"
Song Zeqian continued.
After an unknown amount of time, the heat within the covers gradually subsided.
Just as Lin Yingyue thought she could rest and was about to close her eyes on the quilt,
she was immediately pulled into another round of battle.
After countless dizzying moments, Lin Yingyue was dazed:
"No more!"
"But I think you still want more."
She ran away after sleeping once last time, wasn't it because I didn't satisfy her?
If I satisfy her, she won't have the energy to pay attention to other men.
What kind of trash is worthy of comparing with me, daring to hook up with my Baby?
Song Zeqian pinched her Chin with his clean hand, a faint smile on his face, his eyes filled with an unyielding coldness.
Sensing that something was wrong, Lin Yingyue's eyes darted.
She spoke in a soft voice, "I want to drink water..."
Song Zeqian glanced at her and got up to pour water.
The moonlight poured down, illuminating his smooth, muscular lines, his back rising and falling like mountains.
His long, slender Fingers were like cold jade, glowing with a white light.
Lin Yingyue flinched as if burned and quickly looked away.
Seeing Song Zeqian turn to pour water, she immediately supported her weak body, her legs trembling as she quietly crawled towards the edge of the bed.
Just as she reached the door, about to slip away,
her legs trembled so violently that she fell forward!
A hand firmly grasped her waist.
Song Zeqian pulled her back, his voice laced with a smile.
"Naughty."
"You need to be disciplined."
Before long, the girl's curses could be heard from the room again.
Later, the words became incoherent.
...
Morning light crept into the room through the gaps in the curtains.
Lin Yingyue's chest felt heavy, as if a stone was pressing on it.
She was startled and immediately opened her eyes.
She found a man's arm across her chest.
Song Zeqian's eyes were closed, his thick eyelashes casting faint shadows beneath them.
Her cheek was pressed against his chest, and she could clearly hear his steady, powerful Heartbeat.
His clean, pleasant scent filled her nostrils.
His eight Abs were prominent, and Veins stood out on his strong arms, exuding intense sexual tension.
But Lin Yingyue had no time to appreciate his looks.
She didn't know what had gotten into Song Zeqian yesterday.
He had clearly said it would be quick, but he had held her until dawn.
She was beginning to understand him less and less.
Lin Yingyue was furious and leaned over to bite his arm fiercely!
Song Zeqian grunted in his sleep and opened his eyes.
Seeing the angry look on Lin Yingyue's face, he didn't move or push her away.
Lin Yingyue bit down a few times, and seeing the bite marks all over his pale skin, she felt slightly relieved.
"Awake?" Song Zeqian pulled her closer, his other hand naturally stroking her smooth back.
"Don't worry, Boyfriend will feed you more later."
Her body stiffened.
"Who wants you to feed me!"
He turned his face, and a flame ignited in his beautiful, obsidian-like eyes.
His slightly cool lips brushed against the girl's fair earlobe.
"I'm talking about breakfast, what did you think I meant?"
"I said I'd make you a meal plan."
As he spoke, he deliberately teased her.
Lin Yingyue: ...
"I'm talking about breakfast too."
"Oh, so it's breakfast," he seemed a little disappointed, "I thought you wanted to eat mine..."
Lin Yingyue's whole body burned red, but she felt that someone else was truly burning.
She was truly impressed; this man was like an insatiable leopard in private, only knowing how to push people relentlessly...
Where was the aloof noble young master?
He was clearly a beast.
"I have class today!"
She pushed him away.
Her lace underwear was on the shelf, and she had to lean out halfway to reach it.
As soon as she reached out to grab it, the quilt slipped down to her waist.
Revealing a large expanse of fair, soft, white skin.
Song Zeqian leaned against the headboard with his knees bent and kindly reminded her:
"Your Skirt is over here by the headboard."
As Lin Yingyue took off her underwear and turned to look, her peripheral vision caught sight of her body covered in hickeys, and she immediately ducked back under the covers in fright.
A faint laugh came from above her head:
"You've already seen it all, why are you still so shy?"
Lin Yingyue was speechless. Did this man have no sense of shame at all?
He wasn't shy; if he had the guts, he should run around naked outside.
Lin Yingyue rustled around under the covers to get dressed before peeking her head out.
Song Zeqian leaned against the headboard with his knees bent, his well-defined knuckles resting lazily beside him.
He looked at her with a half-smile.
Lin Yingyue glared at him and rolled out of bed.
Her legs were still weak, so she held onto the edge of the bed to steady herself, trying to make her steps look normal.
"I'm leaving."
She walked towards the door without looking back.
Song Zeqian's voice came from behind her: "You'd better not go out right now."
Lin Yingyue rolled her eyes.
So her legs were a little weak, couldn't she still walk?
She reached for the doorknob, about to turn it—
"Knock, knock, knock."
There was a knock on the door.
"Cousin~" Rong Yue's sweet voice came through the door, "Why are you still not up so late today? I've been waiting for you for ages, come out and have breakfast together!"
Lin Yingyue looked back at Song Zeqian on the bed.
His expression remained indifferent, as if he had expected this scene long ago.
"You go eat by yourself," Song Zeqian said.
"Okay." Rong Yue sounded a little disappointed, but she was used to Song Zeqian's rejections.
This cousin was always cold and serious towards her, and she was actually a little afraid of him.
After taking a few steps, she turned back.
Her voice carried a hint of suspicion.
"Cousin, did I just hear a woman's voice in your room?"
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