Like a terminally ill patient clinging to their only cure, Fu Shuheng pressed the tip of his nose against Qin Qing’s slender neck and inhaled deeply.
The cold, fragrant scent he had caught earlier rushed through his breath, sending his blood surging and nearly driving him past the point of control.
“Let go of me!”
Qin Qing, who had never been this close to anyone before, had a flicker of bewilderment in her eyes before she began to struggle.
Fu Shuheng trapped her in his arms, his voice hoarse and low, carrying a hint of coaxing.
“Be a good girl and listen, and I’ll grant you every wish you have.”
The man’s voice was too low and raspy for Qin Qing to make out clearly, and her body instinctively fought back.
“Bang!”
She hooked her leg around Fu Shuheng’s lower back, unleashed a burst of strength, and slammed him down onto the carpet.
Fu Shuheng didn’t resist, but as he fell, his arm wrapped around Qin Qing’s waist.
He looked down at the girl on top of him, his gaze filled with approval.
“Not bad moves.”
Qin Qing’s stamina was severely depleted, and the fever was clouding her consciousness more and more. She braced her hands against the man’s solid chest, trying to climb off him.
Fu Shuheng’s powerful arm easily lifted her up and tossed her onto the bed with less than gentle force.
“Bang—!”
The impact stunned Qin Qing!
Fu Shuheng had a high-bridged nose. When he lowered his head to kiss her neck, the icy touch against her skin jolted her back from the brink of losing consciousness.
Qin Qing’s eyes sharpened, and her body reacted purely on instinct.
“Hiss—”
Fu Shuheng sucked in a sharp breath.
Qin Qing struck fast and viciously, flipping him over again.
Fu Shuheng’s wariness spiked—her skills were so good he could barely pin her down.
He touched the corner of his forehead where it had been knocked, and out of the corner of his eye, saw Qin Qing about to flee. He reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Seeing the box of contraceptives in her hand, his misunderstanding deepened, and the words slipped out.
“Where’s your professional integrity?”
Qin Qing spun around in fury, planting her long, straight, slender leg on Fu Shuheng’s chest.
She didn’t notice how ambiguous their position was, her voice cold and impatient.
“My professional integrity?”
“I take money and do the job—no distinction between man and ghost, only between dead and alive! If you don’t let go now, you’ll face the consequences!”
If she really struck, even if this man were top-grade fodder, he’d end up dead or gravely wounded.
Qin Qing’s gaze was fierce and icy, but her delicate features carried a hint of allure, which cut her intimidation factor in half.
Fu Shuheng didn’t let go. Instead, his other hand seized the pale ankle in his sight.
The world spun.
Qin Qing fell back onto the bed.
Fu Shuheng pressed over her, caging her beneath him so she couldn’t escape, staring at her with a burning gaze.
“Since you take money and do the job, then be a good girl?”
Under the strong influence of the drug, he only caught the words “take money and do the job.”
Fu Shuheng’s body screamed in protest, wild and rampant, desperately seeking an outlet.
He urgently kissed the girl’s luscious red lips, prying them open slightly, and tasted a refreshing sweetness.
He couldn’t help but sigh: “Not a bad taste. How about being with me from now on?”
This was the only woman who had ever reacted to him in all these years.
Even if her identity had yet to be verified, he wanted to keep her firmly in his grasp.
Qin Qing’s cheeks flushed, a faint golden light flickering at her fingertips as she was about to strike…
A pure, thick, and terrifying Malevolent Aura surged through the man’s slightly parted lips and rushed rapidly into her body.
Qin Qing’s eyes flew wide open, filled with shock and disbelief.
So—so much Malevolent Aura!
Just one mouthful, and she was already half-full.
Fu Shuheng’s thin lips moved lower, hot and searing kisses trailing down Qin Qing’s neck, leaving a trail of marks.
Without the Malevolent Aura, Qin Qing felt dissatisfied.
She grabbed the man’s hair and tilted her head up to kiss his moistened lips.
She kissed urgently and clumsily, knocking against his teeth.
“Hiss—!”
Fu Shuheng’s lip stung, but he didn’t push her away. Instead, his palm pressed against the back of her head, both controlling and indulging her as she demanded kisses.
The obstructive clothes on Qin Qing’s body were clumsily undone by long, slender fingers…
The tense standoff in the room shifted into something more intimate.
By the time Qin Qing came to her senses, her soft, full, truly stunning figure was completely exposed to the air.
Her skin was pale as porcelain with a faint flush of pink, her waist slender enough to hold in one hand—provocative and alluring.
The fire of desire in Fu Shuheng’s eyes burned even brighter, but his mind sobered slightly. He peeled her off him.
“How much drug did you take to be fed into such a seductive body like this?”
The man’s cold, dark eyes silently scrutinized Qin Qing, as if trying to see through her to the forces behind her.
Previously, hostile factions had sent drugged beauties to seduce him, and when seduction failed, they resorted to assassination.
Fu Shuheng couldn’t help but suspect that the seductress before him was in league with those people.
Qin Qing, having absorbed the thick Malevolent Aura, went limp on the bed. Her glossy red lips parted slightly, about to speak her name.
“Yuan Chen… mm, gently, I might get pregnant…”
“What’s there to fear? If you get pregnant, then give birth… Yanyan, you smell so good…”
From the next room came the voices of a man and a woman, along with faint sounds of impact—clearly the sounds of people doing things in bed.
Fu Shuheng and Qin Qing both froze.
They turned their heads in perfect unison, staring at the room just one wall away.
Qin Qing glanced at the condom lying on the floor—
Was the male lead so impatient that he’d skipped protection and gone straight at it with the female lead?
Fu Shuheng’s brow furrowed slightly—his fiancée was having an affair with his cousin in the next room?
One wore a cold expression, the other’s dark eyes sank with displeasure. Both were thoroughly disgusted.
Having finished digesting the Malevolent Aura, Qin Qing took the opportunity to slip out from Fu Shuheng’s arm and straighten her disheveled clothes.
But in her mind, she was thinking about how to extract Malevolent Aura from a man on a long-term basis.
A few kisses, and she could obtain what would normally take her a long time of running around to gather.
She could already see the hope of living a carefree life—eating, drinking, and completely lying flat in retirement, living out her natural lifespan.
Fu Shuheng lounged casually against the headboard, one long leg slightly bent to conceal the awkwardness between his legs.
His body was still in a state of extreme arousal, but his rationality had fully returned.
His dark eyes fixed on Qin Qing, his voice gentle as he probed:
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
“I have a fiancé.” Qin Qing didn’t look up, blurting out: “I came to the hotel to find him.”
“Sorry—”
Fu Shuheng froze for a moment, his thin lips pressing together as he offered a soft apology.
Then his earlier speculation didn’t hold up—though this was still something worth verifying.
Qin Qing caught sight of the love bite below her collarbone, nearly broken through the skin from being sucked repeatedly.
Her clear, limpid eyes turned to the man: “You almost bit through my skin. You were way too rough.”
Fu Shuheng stared at the mark, leaning in close, his thumb brushing over the skin that was nearly broken.
His breath hitched for a moment, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly, his voice low and husky:
“I’ll apply some medicine for you. It’ll fade before dawn.”
The man was too close.
Qin Qing could feel his scorching breath spraying against her collarbone—tingling and numbing, inexplicably making her feel a little thirsty.