She bit her lip, her face still burning hot, and said, blushing, "I didn't mean to." As she spoke, she leaned on his shoulder, trying to get away from him.
Xie Jingrun's eyes were terrifyingly dark. Suddenly, he grabbed her waist, spun around, and pinned her down.
"...You think you can just leave like this?" His slender fingers stroked Rong Qingqing's delicate, fair face, his voice low and hoarse, as if he was restraining something.
Rong Qingqing swallowed hard, forcing herself to remain calm, and said, "I already said, I didn't mean to..."
Something seemed to be churning in Xie Jingrun's unfathomable eyes, like the sky before a storm, dark and oppressive, suffocating and gloomy.
That's exactly how Rong Qingqing felt at that moment.
Being stared at by her felt like she was a piece of succulent meat, and he could pounce on her at any moment and devour her completely.
As the man slowly approached, her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.
Sweat had already seeped onto his fair forehead.
The man's hand on her waist was especially hot, making her heart race.
Before he could loosen his belt, she suddenly cried out in a trembling voice, "Xie Jingrun, you said before that you wouldn't touch me before our marriage."
Xie Jingrun paused, then a glint of wild joy flashed in his eyes. His slender fingers ran through her hair as he asked in a hoarse voice, "You've agreed to marry me?"
Rong Qingqing was speechless with frustration. That wasn't what she meant at all! But given the current situation, she could only use the words he had said to stop him.
Seeing that she looked like she was about to cry, Xie Jingrun knew that she was just making excuses for him. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly ripped off her sash.
Rong Qingqing quickly grabbed his hand, both embarrassed and annoyed, "Don't do this..."
"Will you agree?" Xie Jingrun asked breathlessly, his voice low and hoarse.
Rong Qingqing was so frightened that her heart trembled. She nodded hastily and blurted out, "I promise you..."
Upon hearing this, Xie Jingrun's lips curled into a smile. He lightly pecked her rosy lips before burying his face in the crook of her neck.
Rong Qingqing's body was stiff, and she dared not move.
Only after a long while, when he made no further moves, did she quietly breathe a sigh of relief.
But she dared not make a sound or move, for fear that any sound or movement would provoke him.
But even though he looked thin, he was surprisingly heavy when he pressed down on her.
She blinked, held her breath, and felt that she might be crushed to death.
Moreover, his warm breath brushed against the skin of her neck without reservation, sending shivers down her spine.
She felt hot and uncomfortable.
After a long while, Xie Jingrun calmed down and finally got up and left her body.
He stood with his back to her for a moment, then said, "Remember what you promised me."
Rong Qingqing felt very annoyed when she thought about what she had agreed to under his coercion. Just as she was about to say something, he left.
Upon seeing this, Rong Qingqing quickly sat up and reluctantly pounded the soft couch.
She strongly suspected that she had fallen into Xie Jingrun's trap.
But Xie Jingrun just now was really scary.
But the thought of what she was touching made her face flush again, much to her dismay.
She really didn't do it on purpose, how could it be such a coincidence?
Thinking back to Xie Jingrun's sudden turn to the side, she had reason to suspect that Xie Jingrun had set her up.
Thinking of this, her face turned ugly, and she felt a sense of frustration.
The Eastern Palace.
As soon as Xie Jingrun returned to his room, he asked Changlin to prepare water for his bath.
Just as Changlin was about to go down to prepare, he suddenly heard his master's hoarse voice command, "Cold water."
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