A surge of desire rushed to his head. He grabbed the woman under her arms, lifted her onto the bed, and swiftly pulled off her dark blue pants.
Before Su Ying could react, she felt a sudden chill below. She clamped her legs together. “Zhou Kuangye, what are you doing? It’s the middle of the day.”
Zhou Kuangye frowned, one hand pressing against her waist to keep her from squirming, his tone urgent and domineering. “Didn’t you want to know? I’ll show you.”
“You even dared to say I’m not good enough? I’ll prove to you right now that your man is the best.”
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He had spared her before because she was young, but she had only grown bolder.
Now she was 22. Even if he couldn’t go all the way, he could at least scare her a little, teach her not to be so arrogant.
……
How could she possibly take it? It would break her.
It was simply too much to handle.
Finally frightened, Su Ying shook her head and desperately tried to scramble backward, but Zhou Kuangye refused to let her go this time.
……
“See what happens when you misbehave? Will you dare do it again?!” Beads of sweat dotted Zhou Kuangye’s temples from the strain.
Even as he punished her, he controlled his strength, never truly crossing the line…
“I won’t, I’ll never say it again~”
“Damn!” Zhou Kuangye had barely thrust a few times
when the woman trembled and climaxed with shocking sensitivity,
drenching him completely.
It was utterly maddening.
She was born to be taken.
They weren’t married yet, so he held back purely by force of will.
But even if the bun couldn’t be filled, he could still knead the dough.
……one rod, two mounds……
After what felt like an eternity, Zhou Kuangye finally released her and got up.
Su Ying’s slender legs hung limply, delicate and pitiful, tempting him to punish her even more harshly.
He glanced once, gritted his teeth, and draped a thin quilt over her. His voice was hoarse and strained. Not daring to look a second time, he turned his back to her. “Clean yourself up. Come out for dinner later.”
He fled the room as if escaping.
Soon, he returned with a basin of warm water and a clean towel, placing them inside for her to wash.
Su Ying rubbed her eyes, dipped the towel in the basin, and began wiping her body, muttering curses at Zhou Kuangye under her breath.
Bad man, stinky man, so rough, not gentle at all.
So terrifying, so big and long, she couldn’t possibly take it all. He was a monster.
And those village women were ridiculous, talking nonsense without knowing anything. It wasn’t comfortable at all—if he really went all the way, she’d die.
Only after thoroughly cleaning herself did she leave the room.
She walked to the kitchen, leaned cockily against the doorframe, crossed her arms, lifted her chin, and looked down her nose at the man tending the fire.
“You big bully, I want a cake! Buy me one, a cream cake!”
“There’s still sponge cake at home.”
“I don’t care! Are you buying it or not? I’ve never had cream cake before, hmph!”
“You just bullied me so badly, and now you won’t even buy me a cake? You’re the biggest bully in the whole world!”
Zhou Kuangye really wanted to sew her infuriating little mouth shut. But remembering the delicious steamed bun and roll from earlier, he swallowed hard and said coldly, “Fine, I’ll buy it. You were born to torment me, you little ancestor.”
“Neener neener!” Su Ying stuck out her tongue, made a face, and arrogantly sat at the table to wait for food.
As Zhou Kuangye simmered brown sugar eggs over the fire, the glow of the flames lit a faint, persistent smile on his lips.
After finishing lunch and washing the dishes, Zhou Kuangye hurried off to work. Su Ying, finding it too hot, stayed home and lounged around.
It wasn’t until after work that Lu Pingshu suddenly came looking for her.
They avoided others and walked all the way to a secluded spot by the small river.
Standing face to face, Lu Pingshu noticed the cut at the corner of her mouth and asked with concern, “Comrade Su, what happened to your lips?”
Su Ying touched it, her face flushing. “It’s nothing, just a mosquito bite.”
It was all because of Zhou Kuangye, who had bitten her lips as if he’d never kissed anyone before.
As dusk fell, the last rays of sunlight bathed Su Ying, making her appear especially gentle and sweet.
Lu Pingshu’s heart stirred. “Comrade Su, my university admission notice should arrive in a few days. I’ll be going to Beijing for college.”
Su Ying’s eyes lit up. “Really? Congratulations!”
“Yes, I’m quite confident.”
“I wanted to ask if you’d like to come back to the city with me.”
Lately, Zhou Kuangye had become increasingly overbearing, keeping a close watch on Su Ying. Lu Pingshu hadn’t had a chance to speak with her, and a sense of panic had begun to creep in, making him eager to hear her definite answer.
Of course, Su Ying wanted to return to the city with him. But what had once been a firm resolve now felt harder to voice aloud.
Somehow, Zhou Kuangye’s image had crept into her mind, as if warning her: If you dare say it, I’ll make you regret it—I’ll crush your steamed rolls, smash them to pieces, and squeeze them into juice…
Her face grew hotter, and she stammered, “I…”
“Comrade Su, you know my family’s situation. Both my parents have jobs, and the work unit has allocated us an apartment. Once we register our marriage, you can live with me in a spacious home. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted?”
“Yes, it is what I wanted.” Su Ying lowered her head, her heart feeling heavy. What she had always desired was a big house and a stable, comfortable life. This was exactly what she wanted—so why was she hesitating?
Shaking her head, she pushed Zhou Kuangye out of her thoughts and made up her mind. “Comrade Lu, I…”
“Yingbao, what are you doing here? Waiting for me?” Suddenly, a deep male voice sounded from behind her.