Chapter 371 I Don’t Know Whether to Speak or Not

Jiang Zhiyue's vision went dark, and she was pressed down on the soft sofa by him. Her breath was filled with Qin Si's strong and unique masculine energy, full of dangerous plunder.

She still tried to avoid him, and put her hands on his muscular chest, trying to push him away a little.

Qin Si grabbed her wrist with just one hand and pressed it directly on her head.

He explored every part of her lips and teeth wantonly.

Jiang Zhiyue's lips, which were originally tightly pursed, were forced to open slightly, and the man took advantage of this opportunity to attack and plunder.

He bit her lips as punishment.

"Resistance?"

His deep voice was completely hoarse, and his gloomy and dark eyes, no longer concealing his emotions, engulfed her from the most intuitive angle.

When the man's hot body temperature was close to Jiang Zhiyue, only the clothes on her body blocked his breath.

Her lower body was firmly trapped, so she could only try to move her head. Soon, even her delicate cheeks were held by the man.

Qin Si's big palm just covered her small face, and the girl's bright eyes were filled with a layer of sparkling watery light.

The delicate skin can be squeezed to produce water.

Her curvaceous body pressed against him, still struggling restlessly in an attempt to escape.

"I don't like it."

Qin Si raised his eyebrows and bit her lips hard again.

The man's handsome features became clearer and clearer, with sharp lines that truly lived up to the legendary 360-degree perfection.

He kissed her, the temperature was so cold that he could almost feel the curve of her thin lips.

With his nose against her little face, Qin Si's breath was filled with the fragrance of the girl, as soft and fragrant as jade. That was probably how it felt.

He couldn't help but hug her tighter, as if he felt that trapping her unilaterally was not a good feeling, so Qin Si loosened his big hand that was clamped around her wrist.

The cold palm slid down and landed on the girl's silky underwear, and the big hand slowly reached in.

Their breaths intertwined, Jiang Zhiyue's eyelashes trembled more violently, and she quickly pressed his hand, "Don't..."

Qin Si moved closer, exerted a little force with his big hand, and held Jiang Zhiyue closer in his arms.

Holding her with one hand, he forced her to be unable to move. Qin Si frowned and looked at her leisurely.

The dense kisses entangled in the breath of the two.

Jiang Zhiyue pursed her lips slightly, leaving traces of stickiness.

They were already so close, and Qin Si was forcing her to face this intimacy.

She almost sat in his arms, her clothes already in disarray after being tossed by the man.

Jiang Zhiyue pushed hard, but Qin Si didn't move at all. She said, "What do you mean you don't want it?"

His expressionless face was still stern. Just looking at his handsome features, he could see the perfect combination of coldness and danger, he was truly abstinent to the extreme.

He also seemed to have learned the joke of asking questions even though he already knew the answer.

"What don't you want?" Qin Si asked again.

Jiang Zhiyue's cheeks were flushed, which were caused by his bullying.

She raised the back of her hand and wiped it off vigorously.

Qin Si's eyes darkened for a moment, and Jiang Zhiyue wiped them hard again.

A drop of bright red blood flowed down the collarbone along the fair skin.

The extreme whiteness sets off the alluring red.

Little did he know that when Qin Si saw this scene, the hidden meaning in his eyes became even more ferocious.

He suddenly leaned forward and kissed the girl's lips hard again.

On the sofa, which is large enough to accommodate three people, the combination of masculinity and softness is as moving as the interweaving of light and shadow.

In the churning moment, passion is like a ignited flame, burning wildly.

......

It was as if I was back to that night again.

Her senses became extremely clear, and Jiang Zhiyue felt that her breathing was locked by the man.

Her body suddenly flew into the air, and she quickly raised her hands and hugged his neck.

But at this moment, Jiang Zhiyue still had a trace of consciousness, realizing what she had done. Her little hands were around the man's neck, and her neatly trimmed fingernails were pink and tender.

It scratched the man's neck like a kitten's claws, enough to leave a trail of light red marks.

She grabbed harder, and Qin Si seemed to hear the girl's firm voice: "No..."

"In other words." Qin Si said coldly.

"No..." The girl's mind became clearer and clearer, and the feelings between the man and the woman became more and more entangled at this moment, as if they wanted to melt each other in this endless ambiguity.

She still wanted to push him away.

Until a drop of blood fell on her face, she looked at Qin Si's handsome face, which was tense, as if he was trying hard to hold back something.

Her hand touched his wound again.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, flickering uncontrollably, and even the fingertips touching the wound unconsciously reduced their strength.

.....

Sheng family.

Sheng Huaian came back from the hospital and didn't see Jiang Zhiyue. Suddenly someone rushed to his ear and whispered something.

His expression became subtle, and the hands hanging at his sides quickly clenched into fists, and after a few seconds, they slowly loosened.

At this moment, he seemed too calm.

"You should choose carefully for Zhiyue the birthday gift for Grandpa."

Sheng Huaian's tone condensed for a moment, and he said: "In the antique shop, those Water Moon Guanyin statues are exquisite."

The attendant bowed and accepted the order.

Sheng Huaian was silent for a moment, his eyes looking in an unknown direction, "Send someone to the Qin family to pick her up."

Hearing this, the attendant became more cautious and bowed respectfully to accept the order.

"Master, the rumors about Miss Jiang..." This servant was an old man who used to follow Sheng's father. He was also specially sent to Sheng Huaian before Sheng's father became seriously ill.

The farce at the celebration ceremony has not ended yet.

Mr. Sheng decided to acknowledge her as a relative and held a grand birthday banquet, at which he gave Jiang Wanrou a legitimate identity, thus getting rid of the title of low-class pariah.

About Jiang Zhiyue......

She was so bold, and her personality was undoubtedly like a bomb that set off everyone in high society.

With her own efforts, she pushed the powerful circle of Brandenberg to the forefront.

If she was a low-class pariah and had done such an unforgivable thing, no one would dare to collect her body after she died.

"The old man hopes to make public the appraisal reports of Miss Sheng and Miss Xiao at the birthday banquet, so as to silence the gossips." said the attendant.

Sheng Huaian's expression was somewhat playful, yet frightening.

"Grandpa is planning to verify their identities so that he can sell them for a good price at the right time. As a daughter of the Sheng family, Lin Xian'er's engagement with Chu Junyue has been annulled, so let the next suitable person take her place."

"Isn't this the consistent style of our Sheng family?"

"Okay, I will make the decision on this matter myself." Sheng Huaian lowered his eyes and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

The attendant looked at him and said, "Master, there are some rumors outside. I don't know whether I should report them to you."