Chapter 99: A hot kiss fell on her tender white neck...

Lin Meizhu tried her best to remain calm and asked, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Shen Changfeng studied her beautiful face, feeling that she looked stunning in her red makeup, so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off her. He lowered his head to find her lips, rubbing them against each other for a few moments before saying, "We prepared the wedding in such a hurry, I hope you won't mind."

Although it was a temporary arrangement, Shen Changfeng still tried his best to decorate the wedding hall and the bridal chamber to perfection.

The floor was covered with red felt, the beams and pillars were wrapped in red cloth, and the once clean and simple walls were adorned with a variety of floral ornaments and necklaces. In the center of the hall stood a table covered with bright red satin, upon which lay a mahogany bow, a willow sword, a saddle, and a new steelyard wrapped in red paper. New, expensive nanmu tables and chairs were added to the surrounding area, and the dazzling array of gold, silver, jade, and jewelry was everywhere. At first glance, the dazzling display was so dazzling that it was hard to open your eyes.

Everything is arranged according to local customs and etiquette.

The pairs of wedding candles were burning brightly, making Shen Changfeng's profile look infinitely gentle.

He paused, gently wiping the moisture from the corner of her lips with the tip of his thumb. He said, "We have just exchanged vows of love. Once we drink the wedding wine, we will be husband and wife."

The white jade wedding cup with eagle and bear patterns was already filled with sake. He raised the cup and handed it to Lin Meiju.

Lin Meiju pursed her lips and turned her face away.

The dark color in Shen Changfeng's eyes surged a few times, and then he tilted his head back and took a sip. He reached out to support the back of her head, inserted his fingers into her hair, and gently but irresistibly passed the cold wine in his mouth into her mouth.

Lin Meiju choked. He put his hand close to her cheek, stroked her back, curled his lips and said, "The ceremony is complete." As he spoke, he sniffed the fragrance of her hair and put his mouth on her earlobe.

Lin Meiju shrank back, but was pulled back by his shoulders. He kissed her passionately, his breathing slowly getting hotter, and he bit her tongue slightly, his strength gradually getting out of control, going deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.

Lin Meizhu began to sob softly, and Shen Changfeng's cheek was soaked with her tears. He slowed down his movements, raised his hand to wipe her tears, and soothed her: "Don't cry, don't be afraid, I was reckless, I will be gentler, okay?"

Lin Meizhu said, "It hurts."

Shen Changfeng looked at the misty tears in her eyes, his tense jawline gradually loosened, and asked: "Where does it hurt? Let me see."

Lin Meizhu replied: "My wrist hurts."

The beauty was in tears, and Shen Changfeng really couldn't resist. Although he knew that he hadn't restrained her with force, he still softened his voice: "I will help you untie the red silk, and you must promise me that you won't run around."

Lin Meizhu agreed in a muffled voice. Shen Changfeng kept his promise and untied the red silk from her hands and feet.

At a glance, there was indeed a faint red mark on the side of her wrist. Shen Changfeng held her hand, kissed it gently, and asked: "Does it still hurt?"

Lin Meiju lowered her head and said nothing.

Shen Changfeng gently embraced her, caressing the soft flesh on the side of her face, and said softly: "Mei Niang, don't be angry with me, don't blame me, I do all this for the future... Sooner or later you will understand my painstaking efforts. I love you, I really love you. There is no one in this world who loves you more than I do."

The person in his arms was still crying silently. He felt pity in his heart. He lowered his eyes and whispered soothing words in her ear, but he still hugged her tightly, and his big hand always held her soft waist.

When Lin Meizhu's sobbing gradually subsided, a smile appeared on his face again.

He placed the small object in Lin Meizhu's palm and said, "You can't blow the whistle, so I made this specially for you. You don't have to be upset about not being able to blow the whistle in the future." He chuckled and whispered in her ear, "It's made from my finger bones. Do you like it?"

Lin Meiju looked at the exquisite white bone whistle in her hand, and a thin layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on her back.

He took out a pair of newly made scissors, loosened her bun, cut off a lock of hair, tied it with his own hair, and put the knot into the dragon and phoenix brocade bag.

After completing all this, he felt content and breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Meizhu had said they hadn't had a wedding ceremony or a wedding wine ceremony, and now he had made up for the debt. This time was different from last time. With such a good start, their future life would surely be harmonious and happy.

He placed the sachet in her palm, wrapped his hand around the back of hers, and slowly tightened his grip before interlocking his fingers with hers. He said softly, "There's only one last step left. Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."

It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but the fact that he brought it up made Lin Meiju even more frightened. Since he became a bandit, he had trained himself back to health and seemed to be stronger than before. She could clearly feel the terribly hot temperature on his body, and the hard, hot muscles all over his body, like those of a ferocious beast.

She was afraid she would die in her bed.

Wherever he touched, from the tip of his fingertips... to the curved crescent moon, there was a faint tremor.

Shen Changfeng held her ankle with his other hand and her shoulder with his other hand, easily pulling back the person who was constantly escaping to the corner of the small couch.

He hugged her, holding her in his arms, and placed hot kisses on the back of her tender white neck. He forced her face up with the base of his palm, rubbed his ears against hers, and bit her lips gently.

Lin Meizhu felt pain and hissed softly. Shen Changfeng found a gap, pried open her teeth, and hugged her even tighter.

There were many long and thin scratches on Shen Changfeng's arms. Seeing that she kept turning her face away and refused to look at him, with a look of resistance on her face, all the memories of the past came to his mind, and jealousy and anger rose up. He bit her in revenge, and a faint sweet and fishy smell immediately filled the space between their tongues.

"Why are you hiding from me? Why are you lying to me? Why are you treating me like this? You're a liar! A treacherous liar!"

"You've obviously seen the changes in me, and you're obviously very happy, aren't you?" Shen Changfeng saw that she remained silent, and he felt hatred and pain. He pulled her jaw and asked her, "Why! Do you want to tease me like this!"

Lin Meiju was panting, looking at the crazy person in front of her, and her struggle gradually weakened.

He licked the bright red of his lower lip, his eyes gleaming captivatingly, half full of unsatisfied desire and half provocative. "If he can't find you tomorrow, will he be distraught? If he knew the person he longs for was just feet away, entangled in a desperate struggle with me, would he be so angry that he would vomit blood?"

He forced a laugh and bit her earlobe. His hoarse laughter turned sinister and he asked, "Mei Niang, which of them do you like better? Tell me, and I will save him for last."

The response he received was a broken cry, and the tears in Lin Meiju's eyes fell like pearls from a broken string.

Shen Changfeng stroked her trembling back, rested his forehead against hers, and whispered, "Ah... I forgot again. It's their fault. Don't cry, I don't blame you. I know you're in a difficult situation too, right?"

"I'm still your favorite, right?"

"Mei Niang, you love me, right?"

Waiting for no response, his voice gradually became cold and hard, "Mei Niang, do you love me?"

Lin Meizhu raised her hand and placed it on the back of his hand, opened her eyes, and asked him in a sobbing voice: "Chen Du, is this what you want?"

She breathed softly and choked, "If this can vent your anger, if this can make you let me go, I accept it."

She reached out to untie her belt, which had long been loose, and threw it on the red felt. Then she pulled out the golden hairpin that fixed the jeweled phoenix crown on her bun. Her black hair fell behind her waist. She threw the phoenix crown behind her and untied the filigree gold phoenix earrings from her earlobes with both hands.

She stood up, casually took off her Ruyi cloud shoulder and embroidered double crane satin cape, and continued to walk inside wearing her silk wide-sleeved shirt and shawl.

Standing in front of the bunk bed, she took off her undergarment, revealing a large area of ​​smooth, white back.

She blew out the red candle on the candlestick beside her, sat down on the edge of the couch, and reached out to touch the thin strap around her neck and shoulders.

Looking at the clothes scattered on the ground, Shen Changfeng's eyes grew colder and colder. He rushed into the red tent, held her hand tightly, and said hatefully, "Do you think I can forgive your betrayal just like that?!"

The veil obscured the candlelight, and Lin Meizhu's entire face was shrouded in shadow, dim and lonely. She whispered, "If you feel that once is not enough, you can also arrange a time with me. I will keep the appointment according to your request. But after that, we will still be strangers."

She laughed at herself, "It's nothing, I just got bit by a dog."

Shen Changfeng listened to her words, feeling incredulous and indignant. What did she think of him? A benefactor for a one-time affair?! She knew perfectly well that this was not what he wanted! She hated herself to such an extent, willing to degrade herself, willing to sell her body rather than accept his kindness or stay by his side!

Stranger! She identified herself as a stranger!

The light in his eyes suddenly shattered.

He once thought that the more than one month he spent with her was extremely wonderful and happy, as if he was living in a dream. But now he realized that his intuition was not wrong and that everything was fake.

She was willing to get close to him, not because she saw his good side, not because she wanted to start over with him, but because she wanted to let him down his guard, and then secretly plan and achieve her own goals without making a sound.

Come to think of it, her suspicion and plan started when she saw me in the attic, right?

How clever! Lurking in the enemy camp, she hid herself so well under so many eyes, hardly arousing anyone's suspicion. She maneuvered cautiously, not daring to reveal her true feelings until real backup arrived, and from time to time she used sugar-coated bullets to make the enemy sink again and again.

He was about to applaud her, but it was a pity that the person she had to deal with was himself.

Those thirty-two days were the happiest time in Shen Changfeng's memory. As sweet as the past was, as painful it was to recall now. Her every smile and frown, her angry laughter and scolding towards him, the occasional tenderness and care she showed him... everything was fake.

Later, she finally didn't have to act anymore because the person she truly trusted came back.

The person she was waiting for was never herself.

What other reasons could there be for her to do this?

An uncontrollable bitterness quietly spread to his eyes, and his eyelids gradually became heavy due to the heat. He closed his eyes lightly, and his voice became very low: "Mei Niang, why don't you believe me?"

Lin Meiju's eyelashes, still stained with tears, trembled violently.

Chen Changfeng held her face, enduring the bitterness rising in his throat. His eyes were longing and affectionate, and his voice was filled with sorrow: "Mei Niang, why don't you believe me?"

The reason why she had such a big change was simply because she felt that he was the one who kidnapped Xiaoman and that he was the mastermind behind all this. He did all this to take this opportunity to get close to her and repair their relationship.

Lin Meiju pursed her lips tightly, trying hard to hold back the tears in her eyes, and slowly clenched the quilt on the couch with her hands.

This is all too much of a coincidence.

Xiaoman’s disappearance was too strange. She couldn’t figure out why Xiaoman suddenly ran to a completely unfamiliar street.

The middleman who introduced her then took her to the attic. The gang that was looking for her happened to be Fubo Village. The search went so smoothly that it felt strange.

Ever since she experienced the arranged marriage in the capital, Lin Meizhu no longer believed in the word "coincidence", let alone when all the things happened to be strung together, let alone when that person was Shen Changfeng.

She believed that Shen Changfeng would not hurt her, but she was not sure whether he would use her family and friends to achieve his goals in order to reconcile with her.

She knew his style of doing things very well, and she knew he could lower his limits to achieve his goals. Furthermore, this wasn't a precedent.

He had secretly planned to poison Shao Er, he had thought about hurting Chu Qi, and he had also used the Jade Lion of Zhaoye as a self-torture trick to keep her and him bound together.

As this thought came to her mind, she couldn't help but continue to delve deeper into this topic. The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Xiaoman was the perfect candidate. She was mentally retarded, so even if someone plotted against her, she wouldn't notice. Afterward, she would likely be too frightened to understand the whole situation. He could be completely invisible, so no one would realize it was him.

She couldn't stand the possibility, even if it was only one in ten thousand. This time it was Xiaoman, but next time, would it be Aunt Zhang, Chen Huisheng, or the seventh day of the first lunar month?

Family is her only bottom line. Once her bottom line is touched, she will fight back.

At first she was just suspicious, but when she heard that he sent Xiaoman to Lin County and mentioned that Xiaoman suddenly had a high fever, her suspicions gradually deepened. She always wondered if he was secretly doing something to conceal some facts.

Later, when Chen Huisheng wrote to Xiaoman, hinting that Xiaoman might not remember what happened before and after she got lost, and that her mind might stagnate or even regress, she sat in the room all night holding the letter.

On the second day, she wrote a letter asking Chen Huisheng to take Xiaoman to the county government office where Zhou Er was. She was afraid that Shen Changfeng would suddenly realize something was wrong and then erase all evidence. He might kill everyone involved in the incident, or even continue to hurt Xiaoman to prove his innocence.

But she was still afraid, so she asked Zhou Er to secretly send a message to Chu Qi and Lu Qingyan. With their help, Lin Meizhu felt a little relieved. At least the safety of Chen Huisheng and Aunt Zhang and her daughter was guaranteed.

She was worried that asking him rashly would alert him, so she pretended everything was normal, letting him get closer and letting his guard down. She did it well, as she always knew what he liked.

Lin Meizhu opened her eyes, a tear quietly sliding down the corner of her eye, landing on the pillow and quickly disappearing. She looked at Shen Changfeng and said, "You said I don't believe you. If I give you a chance, how will you explain it?"