Yandere Male Leads Forceful About Love? She Dislikes It, Let Me Have Them!

In these small worlds, there are always male leads whose excessive love and twisted expressions make them disliked and feared by the original heroines. Reborn, these heroines desperately avoid them...

Chapter 435 After his nemesis lost his memory, he hugged me and called me "wife" (15)

Shen Zhiyi had drunk too much and was still a little dizzy when she got home.

Xie Huaiyang carried her to the sofa.

I was just about to get up to pour her some water when she grabbed my collar and pressed me against the back of the chair.

“Baby…” His voice was slightly hoarse as he slumped back in his chair, supporting her waist. “Be good, don’t make a fuss.”

"Good girl?" Shen Zhiyi seemed to have heard something amusing, slowly forcing a silly grin as she pointed at herself, "You mean me?"

She chuckled twice, then suddenly leaned closer, pressing her ear against Xie Huaiyang's neck, and said, "Is this the first day you've met me?"

"You've forgotten what I used to be like?"

Xie Huaiyang felt hot all over from her pestering him.

He stroked the back of her neck, his eyes swirling, and said in a hoarse voice, "I forgot."

"Baby, tell me, what was it like before?"

Shen Zhiyi lay on his strong chest muscles, laughing foolishly. Her lips brushed against his earlobe, her breath hot and wet. She said drunkenly, "As for me, I climbed over the wall and skipped class."

“It’s still here…” She suddenly reached out and pulled down the fabric of her shirt, “It has a tattoo…”

"Didn't you already know?"

Xie Huaiyang saw the rose pattern flashing briefly above her left breast, his eyes trembled, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

She looked away as if she had been burned.

"Don't take your clothes off randomly."

His ears turned bright red, and his fingertips trembled as he helped her straighten her clothes.

His breathing was disordered and heavy.

Shen Zhiyi chuckled softly.

"Xie Huaiyang, didn't you want to kiss me?" She leaned closer, her hot breath brushing against his lips. "Given our relationship, it was impossible for you to kiss me."

"But..." Her cheeks were flushed, and the wine shimmered in her empty eyes, making her look dizzy and quite adorable.

She thought of that fleeting kiss in the greenhouse, and her thoughts drifted to a strange, tender feeling.

It looks like tiny ants are crawling.

She reached out and poked his chest.

"But you helped me today, so I, being the kind and righteous lady I am, will give you a kiss."

Xie Huaiyang closed his eyes and breathed heavily, grabbing her mischievous hand. His chest heaved as he slowly tightened his grip on her waist.

She suppressed the surging desire within her and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby...you're drunk."

He is not the kind of person who takes advantage of others' misfortunes.

When she was sober, she wouldn't allow him to kiss her.

He's drunk now and is making this request. What if we blame him and kick him out when he sobers up?

He didn't want to leave her.

Shen Zhiyi scoffed.

"You're the one who kept pestering me to kiss you, and now you're the coward."

"Xie Huaiyang, you're a coward."

No guts?

he?

Xie Huaiyang stared fiercely at her, his eyes turning slightly red, and locked his gaze on her soft, red lips. The rage in his eyes seemed to want to tear her apart.

"Baby, don't provoke me."

"Just get excited, just get excited, just get excited!" Shen Zhiyi also imitated his shamelessness, wriggling and twisting in his arms like a spoiled child.

"Don't move." Xie Huaiyang held her wrist tightly, hugged her close, and buried his face in her neck, breathing heavily.

Every line of his body was taut.

Even his muscles became hard and terrifying.

"Ancestor, I really owe you something in my past life..." he said in a hoarse voice.

Under his control, Shen Zhiyi raised her head somewhat discontentedly and, in the darkness, kissed him haphazardly, following her own heart.

She barely touched the corner of his lips.

Xie Huaiyang, however, froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

A scene flashed vaguely back into my mind.

He pressed her against the flower bed and kissed the corner of her lips...

Xie Huaiyang lifted his long eyelashes, his dark pupils suddenly shrinking.

They've already kissed!

As if granted a pardon, he suddenly grabbed her waist, spun around, and pinned her beneath him.

He grabbed her chin and forced her to raise her head.

“Baby…I’ve already kissed you, and you still say we’re not a couple.”

"fraud."

He leaned down and kissed her lips deeply.

They treated it like a precious treasure, cherishing and rubbing it with fervor.

Shen Zhiyi parted her lips slightly.

Close your eyes and raise your body in response.

Her initiative was like a drop of water frying in a pan of oil, sparking a fierce explosion.

Xie Huaiyang was like a wild beast that had been set ablaze, his burning possessiveness and domineering hormones completely overwhelming her.

He kissed her lips.

The moment he tasted her, all the dark thoughts he had managed to suppress burst forth like an unstoppable raging fire, sweeping away everything in their path and spreading like wildfire.

Xie Huaiyang, without any instruction, pried open her lips and teeth, hooked the soft tongue that was teasing him, and fiercely wrapped it around, stirring and tasting it as if punishing her.

Shen Zhiyi's toes were all curled up tightly.

Her face flushed red, she was powerless to resist, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

But it almost drove Xie Huaiyang insane.

"Xie Huaiyang... I'm so hot..." She pulled open his shirt, her cool fingertips tracing his abs, and whimpered, "You're hot too..."

Xie Huaiyang let out a heavy breath, his eyes burning with dark fire.

Yes, he's hot.

He was so hot he felt like he was going to explode!

"Stop flirting with me." His voice was hoarse, his forehead pressed heavily against hers, and beads of sweat appeared on his nose from his restraint.

Every muscle and bone in its body was screaming, wanting to pin down and tear apart its soft yet mischievous prey!

Yet he still restrained himself fiercely.

A voice kept telling me in my head: She's not conscious.

She's not thinking straight!

Shen Zhiyi's fingertips trembled from the heat of his body.

But he grabbed her fingers and pressed them to the spot.

She pouted in dissatisfaction and gently scratched his muscles with her fingernails.

"Xie Huaiyang, do you remember your high school geography?"

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