Chapter 68

"Sweetie, just one kiss is enough."

Cheng Jiamo has lived a difficult life since childhood, which has forged her into a resilient and persevering spirit. No matter what difficulties she encounters, she never gives up and always believes that she will get out of her current predicament and things will get better and better.

Back in Thailand, Yu Shijie locked her in a damp and sweltering tin shack, beating and verbally abusing her. He forced her to become a rented wife. Even so, she didn't give up on life. She fought back with all her might and tried every possible way to escape Yu Shijie and Thailand.

She eventually broke free from Yu Shijie's control, left Thailand and returned to China, where she lived a peaceful and stable life.

She was able to leave Taijing smoothly thanks to He Qingzhao's help.

But now, she is trapped by He Qingzhao.

She wanted to leave He Qingzhao, but He Qingzhao refused to let her go and wouldn't allow her to leave.

Facing a wealthy and powerful young master like He Qingzhao, it would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid at all, but she wasn't so afraid as to be afraid to resist. After all, she had endured three years of hellish life in Taijing, and no matter how difficult her current situation was, it couldn't be worse than those three years.

So she quickly came up with a new delaying tactic and said to He Qingzhao with her head held high, "No matter what, you lied to me. You did something wrong, and we can't just let it go like this."

He Qingzhao narrowed his eyes, flicked her red lips with his index finger, and said with a half-smile, "What do you want?"

Cheng Jiamo grasped his fingers, pulled his hand down, pursed her lips, and said with a blush, "You have to write me thirty love letters, one every day. Besides sending love letters, you also have to..."

She picked up her phone, opened the notes app, and showed him the "twenty things couples must do" list she had written. Her face turned even redder, and she whispered, "You still have to complete the twenty things in the notes before I'll consider forgiving you."

He Qingzhao took her phone. It was pink and the size was just right in her hand, but in He Qingzhao's hands it looked like a delicate little toy.

He Qingzhao held her phone and carefully read through all twenty entries in the memo.

After reading it, he put down his phone and said with a playful tone, "These kinds of things are made by couples. You've broken up with me, so how can I make them with you?"

Cheng Jiamo looked up at him and said, "We didn't do those things when we were dating. Just consider it compensation for what we did before. Anyway, if you don't agree, I won't forgive you, and I won't be with you."

He Qingzhao held her phone, twirling it in his hand like a pen, and said with a casual smile, "I've done so much for you, but all I got in return was a 'It's okay.' I feel like I've lost out."

Cheng Jiamo snatched the phone away: "If you think you're losing out, then don't do it. Get out now!"

He Qingzhao chuckled, grabbed her waist with both hands and pulled her onto his lap, forcibly holding her in his arms. He rubbed his chin against her fair neck and said in a deep voice, "Wearing matching outfits, matching watches, feeding each other... I only do these things with my girlfriend."

Cheng Jiamo thought about it and agreed; those things were too ambiguous.

So she changed her mind: "Then you can only write love letters, thirty letters. You can't give all thirty at once, you have to give one every day. I will forgive you after I receive the thirtieth love letter. During the time you are sending love letters, you can't stay at my place."

After saying that, she turned around, placed her hands on He Qingzhao's chest, and pushed him forcefully: "You can leave now."

He Qingzhao hugged her tightly and rubbed her, laughing in a low, husky voice: "No, I only write love letters to my girlfriend. If she's not my girlfriend, I won't write her a single word."

Cheng Jiamo slapped his shoulder: "He Qingzhao, you're being shameless! How can you be like this? You didn't even give him a love letter, why should anyone be your girlfriend?"

She turned her back to him and said in a deliberately sarcastic tone, "That's true. Someone as powerful and influential as Young Master He doesn't need to lower himself to write love letters to pursue girls. You don't need to at all. There are plenty of women who take the initiative to pursue you and even marry you."

She was initially only three parts aggrieved, but when the word "marriage" was mentioned, it suddenly turned into ten parts aggrieved. Her nose tingled and tears rolled down her cheeks.

She didn't try to hide her sadness; in fact, she deliberately thought about those unhappy things, going over all the grievances she had suffered over the past ten years. The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, until she burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

He Qingzhao was startled and quickly turned her body around. Looking at her red and swollen eyes from crying, he felt extremely distressed and hurriedly raised his hand to wipe away her tears.

"Okay, okay, I promise. I'll write you a love letter every day. Don't cry, baby, don't cry."

Cheng Jiamo sobbed, "You can't live with me while I'm sending love letters. You have to wait until I forgive you and we're sure we're together before you can continue living here."

He Qingzhao pinched her fair and delicate face: "Just tell me directly, and tell me not to see you for thirty days."

Cheng Jiamo pursed her lips: "I didn't say that."

He Qingzhao: "I can only promise not to do it with you for thirty days, but I want to stay here at night and sleep with you in my arms."

Cheng Jiamo wanted to argue further, but He Qingzhao pressed his index finger against her lips: "Don't push your luck, or I'll take you right now."

Cheng Jiamo pursed her lips and finally gave in. Getting to this point was already quite good.

He Qingzhao held her and lay down: "Sleep."

Cheng Jiamo nestled in his arms, feeling the intense heat emanating from his chest. She felt as if his burning body temperature was igniting her, making her heart flutter with a tingling sensation.

She couldn't help but wonder if her feelings for He Qingzhao were also purely physical; otherwise, why would she feel uncomfortable being held by him and have those kinds of thoughts about him?

A sudden heat rose in her chest and body, so hot that her throat went dry. Cheng Jiamo swallowed and involuntarily twisted her body.

He Qingzhao hugged her waist tightly and pressed her down: "Don't move."

Cheng Jiamo froze, immediately becoming obedient and daring not to move again.

He Qingzhao tightened his grip on her waist, pulling her closer to his chest and suppressing his urge to bite her neck.

Cheng Jiaming was bitten and felt pain. She reached out and pushed him away, saying, "He Qingzhao, don't bite me..."

He Qingzhao suddenly grabbed her earlobe, flicked it with his tongue, and sucked on it hard.

Cheng Jiamo's ears had been kissed to the extreme, and now that he was holding her earlobe in his mouth and biting and sucking, her body went limp, and she let out a charming moan.

He Qingzhao spat out her fair earlobe, then gently bit her fair cheek, and said in a rough voice in her ear, "I really want to fuck you to death in bed."

Cheng Jiamo trembled in his arms: "Let go, stop hugging me!"

He Qingzhao not only didn't let go, but hugged her even tighter. His arms around her were taut, the pale blue veins bulging out, and sweat seeping from his taut muscles.

Cheng Jiamo woke up in the middle of the night to find that she was not wearing anything and her pajamas had disappeared. He Qingzhao was in the same situation, and she was being held tightly in He Qingzhao's arms.

She shoved He Qingzhao aside and slapped him hard on the shoulder: "Get up!"

He Qingzhao was kissing Cheng Jiamo in his dream when he was suddenly woken up, interrupting his good time. He looked at her with dissatisfaction, his eyes dark and heavy.

Cheng Jiamo glanced at him, her face flushing red: "Get out of here!"

He Qingzhao grabbed her waist, lowered his head and kissed her lips urgently, his tongue prying open her lips and teeth, kissing her swiftly and passionately.

Cheng Jiamo pushed him away with her hand on his shoulder, glaring at him with a mixture of coquettishness and reproach.

He Qingzhao gently rubbed her soft, boneless hand, his intentions clear.

Cheng Jiamo broke free from his hand, her eyes filled with tears.

He Qingzhao grabbed the back of her neck with his large hand and forcefully pressed her in front of him.

Cheng Jiamo struggled backward in resistance: "..."

He Qingzhao gently rubbed her red, tender lips with his thumb, his voice low and husky: "Take a bite."

Cheng Jiamo glared at him: "You wish!"

He Qingzhao gently rubbed her lips together, stroking her face with his large hand: "Be good, I'll write you a love letter if you bite me, or else..."

Cheng Jiamo glanced at the scratches and scars on his body and quickly interrupted him, "Aren't you sick?"

He Qingzhao laughed: "I hurt my stomach, but not my kidneys."

Cheng Jiamo pouted: "...You'd be better off damaging your kidneys."

He Qingzhao lowered his head, his eyes fixed on her like an abyss: "What will you do if I damage my kidney, hmm?"

Cheng Jiamo was burned by his gaze and hurriedly looked away, muttering under her breath, "You pervert."

He Qingzhao grabbed her chin and curled his lips into a roguish smile: "Since you've said so, I can't just take the blame for nothing, can I?"