Fu Jingyu looked up at Qiao Shu.

His eyes were terrifyingly deep, like a pool of stagnant water.

Qiao Shu felt that his breathing was a little unstable and he seemed to be in great pain.

She looked at him worriedly, her voice trembling: "Jingyu, how are you?"

Fu Jingyu didn't say anything, but hugged her tightly.

His chin rested on her shoulder, and his breath sprayed on her neck, itching and numbing.

Qiao Shu's heart was beating fast, her body was stiff, and she didn't dare to move, for fear that his emotions would fluctuate again.

The previous scene appeared in her mind.

Before, when they were intimate in bed, her body was soft and tender, but now, it was burning as if on fire. She could clearly feel that her body was burning inch by inch under his palms.

"No, we can't do this. We haven't gotten married yet. I can compromise on other things, but this last step must wait until our wedding day. I want to save the best memories for that day."

Qiao Shu's tone was very firm.

Her body was tense and even her breathing became rapid.

"Don't you like it?"

Fu Jingyu's voice was a little hoarse.

Qiao Shu's body jerked.

A strange feeling flashed through her mind. She didn't know what it felt like, but she felt that she shouldn't hate it.

She pursed her lips: "I...I...I don't know either..."

"Then prove it to me!"

Fu Jingyu said as he unbuttoned his clothes.

Qiao Shu was horrified and quickly stopped him: "No...don't!"

"Don't reject me. I want you to know that you are mine. You will always belong to me and only me."

Fu Jingyu's deep voice declared his sovereignty domineeringly, and Qiao Shu felt his body tremble involuntarily.

Qiao Shu wanted to struggle, but found that he had no strength in his hands and feet.

"You...let me go, I don't want it."

Qiao Shu's voice was choked.

"I won't hurt you. I just want to prove that you are mine and only mine."

Fu Jingyu's tone was a little overbearing.

Qiao Shu felt a surge of heat in his body.

His breath sprayed on her neck, making her whole body numb and her heart tremble.

She felt like her consciousness was about to collapse.

"No, don't!"

Qiao Shu felt his hand touching her breast.

Her body struggled violently, her eyes were red, and tears fell uncontrollably.

“Don’t do this!”

She cried and begged.

Fu Jingyu did not stop and continued his actions, his fingers igniting clusters of small flames on her body.

His kisses trailed down her earlobe to the crook of her neck, his hand caressing her waist before slowly sliding down.

"Jingyu............"

Qiao Shu cried out his name, not realizing that her voice sounded so charming.

Fu Jingyu's heart trembled violently.

He felt a part of his body swell up rapidly.

"I don't, I really don't want to, Jingyu, please don't be like this, I'm really scared."

Qiao Shu cried.

Fu Jingyu raised his head, with a look of pain in his eyes: "Shushu, I love you."