Pei Jin: "..."

He clenched his teeth, his whole body was covered in sweat, and the restlessness and heat rising in his abdomen were impossible to ignore!

The fingers cracked and popped from being clenched so tightly, and the knuckles were slightly white and fragile.

Yu Qiao chuckled softly, casually supporting herself against his chest, her fingers gently rubbing against him. Her alluring fox-like eyes savored his expression, a mixture of passion and restraint that stemmed from her presence.

Long, smooth black hair cascaded down Pei Jin's neck, like a sinister snake coiling around him, making him tremble with excitement.

"..." Pei Jin's mouth was dry. His remaining rationality prevailed. He raised his hand and shoved her away, slamming her to the side.

Caught off guard, Yu Qiao's eyes flashed with a strange light as her slender back touched the cold ground.

They did not force Pei Jin any further.

She could sense that Pei Jin wasn't indifferent to her; he did have feelings for her...

However, he controlled his desires and did not continue, instead choosing to push her away.

Yu Qiao suppressed her smile and stared intently at the dark ceiling.

It has to be said that Pei Jin really suited her taste, especially the subtle hormonal aura he exuded and the kiss he had just given her.

It made her legs go weak and her desire surge.

However, she has now changed her mind.

She stopped trying to seduce Pei Jin.

She had to find a way to make Pei Jin seduce her and beg her for it...

Yu Qiao's chest heaved violently as she gasped for breath. Her slender, fair fingers clenched into fists, revealing faint, fragile, bluish-purple veins on the back of her hands.

After calming herself down, Yu Qiao tilted her head, stared at Pei Jin's tense profile, and scoffed, "Pei Jin, you're really annoying."

Her voice was tinged with annoyance, yet it also carried a coquettish tone at the end due to her drawn-out phrasing.

Yu Qiao turned to her feet, supporting herself on her elbows, her long hair falling to her chest, her lips slightly twitching, revealing a captivating and beautiful face. She deliberately uttered words to provoke him: "This young lady is not playing with you anymore, how boring."

"Perhaps it's because you're getting old and don't understand romance anymore, right, uncle?"

Pei Jin suddenly froze, his expression gloomy, two ice flowers freezing in his dark pupils, shrouded in a layer of silent rage.

Yes, he is the same age as Yu Lingze, but he is ten years older than Yu Qiao.

Naturally, she can't compare to those young and handsome men.

Moreover, he was worlds apart from Yu Qiao.

Pei Jin closed his eyes tightly, as if trying his best to suppress his turbulent emotions; his fingertips were trembling slightly.

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"

Yu Qiao chuckled softly, seeing that he had broken down because of her words, she slowly stood up and patted his rough face with her delicate little hand: "Uncle Pei, goodbye."

"..." Pei Jin gritted his teeth in frustration, a hint of anger and embarrassment in his voice: "Get out of here!"

If you don't leave now!

He was afraid he would lose control and tear her to pieces!

Yu Qiao straightened her back, turned her head and snorted, then kicked him with her foot before turning up her red lips and leaving with a smile, humming a little tune.

What a jerk! He says he's not interested in her, but his body language and reactions are so intense.

Yu Qiao tossed her long hair with her slender fingers, her deep and captivating fox eyes sparkling with an air of nonchalant confidence. She shrugged indifferently, a faint, ethereal laugh escaping her red lips.

Did he think he could escape?

How could she possibly let Pei Jin off so easily?

He was the only prey she had ever set her sights on in all these years.

"Bang"

The door slammed shut, and Pei Jin stiffly turned his head to stare at the closed door, his handsome face even more gloomy.

He bit his lip so hard that it broke and blood spilled out, staining his jaw red.

He glanced down at himself, then clenched his fist again, muttering under his breath, "Damn it."

The final punch slammed into the ground.

Yu Qiao!

…………

Half an hour later.

In the cramped, steamy bathroom.

Pei Jin stood under the showerhead, letting the cool water splash on his body. Beneath his wheat-colored skin were bulging muscles, and his whole body was tense.

Head tilted back.

The veins on his long neck bulged, and the bite mark on his lower lip was clearly visible, bleeding slightly.

Damn it, he actually...

Pei Jin gritted his teeth, but still couldn't resist, and his hand moved downwards...

An hour later.

Enraged, he slammed his fist against the wall again: "Yu Qiao!"