He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the possessiveness surging within him.
“Wanwan, be good. After your bath, you’ll feel much better, okay?” The man’s low, husky voice whispered beside the young girl’s ear.
“Mm… No, I don’t want a bath…” Chi Mu refused to let go, instead clinging to him even tighter.
She held him tightly, her body emitting a faint, sweet fragrance that made it almost impossible for the man to control himself—he wanted to claim her fiercely, completely.
But reason ultimately triumphed over everything. Having endured this far, he had to hold on; he couldn’t let all his efforts go to waste.
To truly possess her, to have her completely, Duan Yanxing had no choice but to endure.
He coaxed her patiently, gently, even restraining his voice.
“Wanwan, how about we take the medicine first, okay?”
“No…” Chi Mu shook her head, refusing with unusual determination. “I don’t want to take medicine…”
Duan Yanxing continued to coax her patiently. “Be good, take it first. Otherwise, you’ll suffer, and I’ll feel heartbroken too. Listen, you’ll feel better after taking it.”
He knew Chi Mu had always been afraid of taking medicine. If he didn’t force-feed her today, she would never cooperate willingly.
So, for her own good, no matter what, he had to do it.
“I don’t want to…” the young girl cried out, struggling desperately, trying to escape from here, to run away.
But she was petite to begin with, and in front of the 190cm-tall man, she had no ability to resist.
Moreover, in her current dazed state, there was no way she could break free. In the end, she was forcibly pressed onto the sofa.
The man took out two pills he had prepared earlier, pinched the girl’s pink lips open, and slipped them inside, then tried to help her swallow with water.
“Be good, swallow it.”
“Mm… no…”
Her hands were restrained, unable to move, and her legs were firmly pinned down by the man. Chi Mu could only cry helplessly, tears streaming down her cheeks, soaking her collar.
The more she struggled and resisted, the more Duan Yanxing felt his blood boiling fiercely.
This was supposed to be about giving her medicine, yet it inexplicably stirred another feeling within him.
“Wanwan, stop moving…”
“Let me go, mm…” She twisted her head desperately, struggling continuously, and eventually managed to spit out all the medicine the man had forced into her mouth.
This act made Duan Yanxing’s head ache with frustration.
“Wanwan, you can’t be this willful. If you keep this up, I’ll get angry!”
“Mm… you’re bullying me…” Chi Mu cried out, ignoring whatever the man said and continuing to struggle.
“Stop moving! Otherwise, when I really bully you, it won’t just be like this!” the man growled, raising his hand to pinch her small face. “Will you listen or not!”
“No, I won’t…” she shouted, tears mixing together as they flowed down. Her delicate, beautiful face was filled with grievance and sorrow, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world—pitiful and heartbreaking.
Seeing this, Duan Yanxing’s heart trembled violently.
“Then don’t blame me.”
After saying this, the man gave Chi Mu almost no time to think. He leaned down abruptly, kissing her lips and forcibly pushing the pill into her mouth.
“Mm~”
In that instant, Chi Mu’s eyes widened in shock, and she even forgot to struggle. Her entire body went limp, collapsing softly into his embrace.
The medicine gradually dissolved in her mouth.At that moment, the air seemed to stand still, the surroundings falling into an extreme quiet, leaving only the man’s hurried breaths and the girl’s faint gasps.
Chi Mu’s cheeks were flushed crimson, her long, curled lashes dotted with glistening teardrops, like a fairy who had mistakenly fallen to the mortal world—beautiful, pure, and utterly captivating.
Duan Yanxing couldn’t help but reach out to stroke her neck.
“Wanwan…” he murmured softly, his gaze as gentle as water.
“Wah… you kissed me without permission,” she sobbed, her small hands covering the lips he had just kissed, clearly aggrieved.
She looked up at the man with teary, watery eyes, her expression innocent and confused.
“Don’t cry, I didn’t mean to kiss you. It’s just that you really weren’t listening,” the man said as he wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sighing softly. “Do you feel a little better now?”
She nodded blankly, then bit her lower lip and stubbornly turned her tear-streaked face away.
Although she felt slightly better, the effects of the drug in her system hadn’t dissipated and were still tormenting her, making her suffer unbearably.
She wished she could have an ice cube right now to cool herself down.
“Are you unhappy because I kissed you?” the man frowned.
This drunk little girl was too stubborn. How was he supposed to coax her like this?
Duan Yanxing’s thumb brushed over her lips, his gaze growing unusually dark.
His fingertips moved slowly, tracing her lips, then sliding down her chin and neck…
Yet, instead of making the intoxicated girl feel shy, this gesture only intensified her discomfort. Her entire heart felt as if it were being scorched by fire, burning hot.
“Wanwan, if you don’t listen to me again, I’m really going to bully you…” his voice grew hoarse, tinged with restraint and control.
What lay hidden beneath his trousers… was pressing against…
“Wah…” the girl cried even louder, her eyes red and brimming with tears, looking utterly wronged as her small shoulders trembled. “Get off, you’re hurting me.”
At her words, Duan Yanxing felt the blood rush through his body, the impulse growing stronger and stronger, nearly driving him mad and making him lose all restraint.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the urge within him.
No, this couldn’t go on any longer!
He couldn’t hold back anymore.
He needed to call someone for help.
Otherwise, being alone in a room with her—the treasure he had longed for day and night—while she was in such a dazed state…
He forced himself to calm down and took another look at the girl before him.
At this moment, she resembled a porcelain doll, so fragile that he couldn’t bear to touch her even slightly.
“Be good, Wanwan, stop making a fuss. I’ll have the maids come help you bathe and change, okay?”
He coaxed her gently.
The girl didn’t respond, her teary eyes glistening as she clenched her small hands into fists, looking utterly wronged.
Duan Yanxing’s heart ached for her, and he quickly called for someone to come in.
Soon, the housekeeper Auntie Ni entered with four or five maids, carrying clean clothes they had prepared.
“Sir, leave it to us.”
Duan Yanxing breathed a sigh of relief—finally, there was a way out.
He couldn’t imagine what he might do if this continued any longer.
“Be gentle, don’t scare her.”
“Yes, don’t worry, sir.”
“I’ll be on the balcony. Call me immediately if anything happens.” Duan Yanxing added, still uneasy, “Remember to be gentle!”
“Understood, sir. Don’t worry, we’ll be careful.”Hearing this, he finally felt relieved and turned to go to the balcony.
He had almost lost control just now…
He really wanted to make her cry…
As soon as the glass door slid shut, he leaned against the railing, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag, trying hard to calm the restlessness within him. Yet, the burning sensation did not subside in the slightest despite his restraint.
He cursed under his breath, overwhelmed with frustration.