Chapter 19 He came over and kissed me willingly, today…

Jiang Shiyuan immediately denied it, saying, "No, I was just a little angry, that's why I said that."

Huo Lan was in a bad mood, and she absolutely couldn't make him angry right now.

Huo Lan released Jiang Shiyuan's shoulder, then gripped her arm tightly again, pulling her along as they continued walking outside.

“The words spoken subconsciously are always the most truthful. Jiang Shiyuan, you have never listened to anyone.”

Huo Lan was tall and had long legs, so he walked very fast. Jiang Shiyuan followed him, staggering along, without even a moment to catch her breath.

"Huo Lan, can you let go? I really can't keep up with you anymore."

As if he couldn't hear her plea, Huo Lan simply strode forward with a gloomy expression, not even glancing at her.

As the scenery around her became increasingly familiar, Jiang Shiyuan realized that this was the way back to Lingdang Xiaozhu, and she immediately felt extremely anxious.

If he really takes her back to Bell Pavilion, who knows when she'll be able to come out again.

Jiang Shiyuan's heart sank. She mustered all her strength to grab Huo Lan's arm and opened her mouth to bite Huo Lan's hand that was gripping her arm tightly.

Huo Lan finally stopped, but his hand seemed to be welded to her body, and the force did not lessen at all.

Jiang Shiyuan felt like she had been biting for a very long time, so long that the masseter muscles at her jawbone seemed to have started to stiffen, but Huo Lan seemed to feel nothing, letting her bite without even uttering a sound.

Jiang Shiyuan slowly released her mouth and looked up at Huo Lan.

His face was calm, without any expression.

Have you had enough?

"Huo Lan, you'd better let me go. Sister Qiao Wei and the others will worry about me if I don't go back for a long time."

"Do I need to care about them? In other words, you don't need to either, because your identity in Mengkong is fake. You are not Jiang Zhiyu, you are Jiang Shiyuan, and you belong entirely to me, Jiang Shiyuan."

Before Jiang Shiyuan could answer, he took the tool bag off her shoulder and threw it into the bushes nearby, then picked her up and carried her horizontally.

"Since you can't keep up, I'll carry you back."

Jiang Shiyuan struggled, "Huo Lan, those are all the tools needed for the repairs!"

"The house is big enough, it's just been left lying around. Don't worry, it will be back in perfect condition tomorrow, but that's not what you need to worry about right now."

Huo Lan's smile carried a hint of cruelty, as if he was destined to have a sleepless night.

He silently carried her all the way back to Bell House, and went straight up to the second floor.

After the master bedroom door was opened, Huo Lan loosened his grip and ruthlessly threw her onto the large bed covered with velvet sheets.

Her body suddenly slammed down, sinking deeply into the soft mattress, which then bounced her up slightly before she regained her balance.

However, before she could adjust her posture, Huo Lan's tall figure had already approached, casting a gloomy shadow over her and blocking the light from above.

In those unfathomable eyes, a familiar, intense possessiveness surged, a feeling that made her heart pound.

Jiang Shiyuan bent her knees to stop him from getting too close, trying to keep her tone calm, "Huo Lan, I think you should calm down."

Huo Lan's eyes, instead of dimming, grew even more sinister. He looked down at Jiang Shiyuan and laughed even more freely, "So you like this position. I'll satisfy you tonight."

"no!"

Just as Jiang Shiyuan was about to refuse, the outside world through the lace white gauze curtain suddenly became as bright as day, followed by a rumbling sound.

Shortly afterward, a downpour began, the sound of rain pounding against the glass window breaking the tension between the two.

"It's raining! Huo Lan, my tool bag is still outside, I have to hurry and get it. It contains very precious Xuan paper, and if it gets wet, it will be difficult to find it in a short time."

Huo Lan stroked Jiang Shiyuan's cheek, enjoying her panicked expression, and said in a calm voice, "Shiyuan, the kind of possibility you're talking about simply doesn't exist in the Huo family."

He held Jiang Shiyuan's hand, interlocking their fingers, loosening and tightening them repeatedly, the action seeming even more intimate and sensual than a kiss.

He then pressed her hands above her head, and a breathtaking kiss landed forcefully, leaving her no chance to escape.

"Jiang Shiyuan, you can't escape now."

Huo Lan used his knees to pin her down, released her hands, unbuttoned her clothes, threw her suit jacket aside, and leaned over to cover her again.

His breath tickled my ear, laced with lust. "Loosen your tie and unbutton your shirt."

Jiang Shiyuan looked away and continued to calmly persuade him, "It's raining. Not only the Xuan paper, but many other things can't get wet..."

Huo Lan laughed instead, gently brushing away the strands of hair that had fallen across her face. "From now on, none of that will concern you anymore, so what are you worried about?"

"From now on, you'll only have me in your world. You can't run away or hide from me."

Huo Lan sat up straight, and seeing the fear in Jiang Shiyuan's eyes, his smile deepened.

He casually untied his tie and took it off, ignoring Jiang Shiyuan's struggles, and elegantly tied her hands together.

"Didn't I tell you? The punishment for disobedience is severe."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiyuan broke out in a cold sweat. He had just said it that afternoon, so she naturally wouldn't forget.

He said the Huo family was still missing a child.

“You were already very tired this afternoon, and I was going to let you rest properly, but you actually said you wanted to run away, so how can you not punish me?”

At this point, Huo Lan pretended to be deep in thought.

"How many tries will it take to win? Should we try a few more times to increase our chances?"

Jiang Shiyuan was truly panicked at this moment. She knew that Huo Lan had always cared for her, but in this situation, she felt that everything was about to fail.

His expression was sinister, as if he wanted to shatter her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shiyuan's tears fell uncontrollably, one after another.

But those tears were like red-hot branding irons searing into Huo Lan's heart, burning him with pain.

Huo Lan loosened his grip on her arm, his face full of helplessness. "You're using this trick again. Are you sure I won't dare to use force?"

Jiang Shiyuan's voice was clearly choked with sobs, her dark pupils were veiled with tears, her eyelashes were completely wet with tears, and her red eyes made her look even more pitiful.

"Honey... I'm willing, but I'm not ready yet, so I need time."

She knew Huo Lan too well; she knew what Huo Lan liked, what he feared, and what he was most easily seduced by.

So as soon as she shows even the slightest sign of obedience and affection, the walls he has painstakingly built will instantly crumble.

Huo Lan closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against Jiang Shiyuan's.

She knew he had softened again, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Honey, the rain is getting heavier. My colleagues at the studio must be worried about me."

Jiang Shiyuan probed step by step.

"Otherwise, I'll send them a message saying I'll be back in a bit."

Huo Lan scoffed, "Little liar, trying to fool me with sweet talk again. You don't want to at all."

Even so, he still got up from Jiang Shiyuan's body. He wanted to touch the Buddhist beads on his wrist, but found that his hand was empty.

Since she returned to Huo Garden, Huo Lan has rarely worn Buddhist prayer beads.

He wore Buddhist prayer beads to suppress his longing for her. Now that she had returned to his side, why should he use external objects to calm his mind?

But he picked them too early. She returned physically, but her heart was still thinking about escaping.

Huo Lan glanced sideways at Jiang Shiyuan, who was lying flat on the bed, still shaken, and said in a calm but unyielding tone: "Come here and kiss me, and I'll let you go tonight."

Jiang Shiyuan knew that this was already his biggest concession, and after only a moment of stunned silence, she got out of bed, hugged him from behind, and began to carefully kiss his cheek.

Huo Lan's Adam's apple bobbed as he closed his eyes, letting Jiang Shiyuan do as he pleased.

But after waiting for a long time, Jiang Shiyuan never kissed her lips.

He then opened his eyes and looked down at Jiang Shiyuan, who was kissing him tenderly on the side of his neck.

"Isn't this a bit perfunctory?"

Jiang Shiyuan didn't dare kiss his lips because she knew that if she did, she would be forced to endure another intense, deep kiss. So she argued, "I'm not just going through the motions, I'm very serious."

Huo Lan didn't force her, but instead pulled her from behind and hugged her tightly.

"If you were this obedient every day, I would believe it even if you were lying to me."

Huo Lan took a deep breath, his eyes swirling with dark emotions. "You should already know Jiang Chen and Chen Fei, right? They are bodyguards I specially assigned for you, who can protect your safety at any time."

Jiang Shiyuan's body stiffened for a moment, knowing that he wouldn't bring up these two people for no reason.

“Apart from when I take you out specifically, you should stay at Bell House the rest of the time. They will protect you well.”

Jiang Shiyuan's eyes reddened again, but she forced herself not to shed tears.

"So even if I report to you regularly every day and obediently wear the pink diamond bracelet that can locate me, you still won't let me move around freely, right?"

Huo Lan laughed, hugged her and shook her, "My Shi Yuan is so smart."

"That way, you won't have to see my mom anymore, and she won't affect you. Aren't I thoughtful?"

Jiang Shiyuan did not respond, but simply let Huo Lan hold her.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, asking, "But the restoration work at Jinghe Garden isn't finished yet. The flower and bird painting we were restoring a few days ago was only half completed..."

Huo Lan replied quickly, "Someone else will take your place, it's not important."

Jiang Shiyuan's gaze was dim, and she answered without emotion, "Yes, it doesn't matter. Young Master Huo can decide someone's life or death with just a word. What does a broken painting or calligraphy matter?"

Huo Lan pinched her cheek, but his tone was light and cheerful, "Are you angry? It's time to let you get angry a few times, otherwise it's not fair to always make me angry."

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, and the thunder had subsided considerably. Suddenly remembering something, Huo Lan picked up Jiang Shiyuan and walked out of the master bedroom.

Where are you taking me?

Huo Lan did not reply, but led her up the spiral staircase.

The third floor not only houses her huge walk-in closet, but also a terrace where she can relax.

The eaves of the terrace are wide and extend outward by more than a meter. Although it was raining heavily, they were not wet at all. Only a cool breeze blew, making the bells under the eaves sway and ring crisply.

Huo Lan carried Jiang Shiyuan to the sandalwood and marble chaise lounge on the terrace. After adjusting the cushions behind her, he turned to look at the misty rain outside the eaves.

“Shi Yuan, if you get bored inside, you can come to the terrace to enjoy the view of Huo Garden. I will come over to keep you company often.”

He lowered his head and kissed the back of Jiang Shiyuan's hand, his eyes almost overflowing with possessiveness.

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Author's Note: Jiang Shiyuan: It's all because I spoke too quickly... Young Master Huo has to be coaxed every day [crying emoji]