Chapter 40 She was carried by Pei Duo and sat on the pear blossom table.
"sister in law."
The young man's voice, moistened by the alcohol, was clear, resonant, and incredibly pleasant to hear.
He asked, "This wine tastes excellent, how much is left?"
Jiang Ninghui: "There's about one and a half cups left."
Pei Duo: "I wonder if my sister-in-law would be willing to part with the rest and give it to me?"
Although Jiang Ninghui also wanted to give her husband a taste, Young Master Pei had never asked her for anything before; this was the first time.
She was willing.
She owes Young Master Pei so much kindness; what's a cup of wine compared to that?
Jiang Ninghui smiled and said, "I'll get it for Young Master Pei right away."
She went back to the kitchen to get the black wine pot, and was about to hand it to Young Master Pei through the window when she heard him say, "I have a favor to ask, sister-in-law, to help me grind the ink. I want to paint a picture."
When the topic of grinding ink came up, Jiang Ninghui inevitably thought of the last time.
The things that Young Master Pei said when she helped him grind the ink.
Fortunately, a month has passed since that day, and perhaps Young Master Pei has already forgotten about it.
Jiang Ninghui hugged the wine pot tightly and replied softly, "Okay."
She pushed open the door and entered the room, placed the wine pot on the table, picked up the pestle, poured a little water into the inkstone, and gently ground the ink by pressing the pestle onto the water droplets. Young Master Pei had taught her how to grind ink before, so she knew how.
Pei Duo glanced at his sister-in-law, who was focused on her work.
Very well-behaved.
Very obedient.
She gave him all the remaining wine, leaving not a single drop for her beloved.
That's good.
This wine must not be allowed to enter Zhao Zhixue's stomach.
Otherwise, he would have gotten off too easily.
After downing a glass of wine, the liquid slid through my stomach and intestines, and a warm feeling gradually crept up my limbs.
The young man unrolled the scroll and picked up his brush to paint.
Jiang Ninghui had never seen anyone paint before. Her husband spent all his free time reading and had never painted. Therefore, she couldn't suppress her curiosity and gently raised her eyes to watch Young Master Pei paint.
Ink stains the paper, and the rugged mountain peaks begin to take shape.
Jiang Ninghui was so engrossed in watching that she didn't notice the young man's deep, dark gaze fixed on her head.
That gaze was almost tangible, transforming into an invisible hand that stroked her forehead and her hair.
He stroked her earlobe and neck bone.
Finally, it landed on the slightly protruding knuckle at the back of the woman's neck.
Describe it in detail.
It's like the tip of a brush touching a painting.
Make circles, grind.
A boiling heat seemed to explode from his abdomen, flowing into his blood and into his limbs and bones. The scorching heat was like a malevolent thought that gnawed at the heart, forcing faint blood vessels to appear in the young man's dark pupils.
Pei Duo's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and the veins at his temples stood out prominently.
Even the veins on his neck looked as if they were about to burst through his skin, appearing ferocious and prominent.
His sister-in-law was right in front of him, only a step away.
She was covered in his scent, and she helped him grind ink in his room without any suspicion.
The honest and obedient sister-in-law was unaware that he harbored despicable thoughts about her.
She was admiring his painting.
His sister-in-law was completely unguarded around him.
How well-behaved!
I really want to bully her, to bully her until she cries and begs for mercy.
Do you want her?
The answer is self-evident.
He had this intention in mind when he decided to drink this aphrodisiac.
If that's the case, what's there to hesitate about?
Jiang Ninghui was engrossed in her reading when suddenly a brush came crashing down. The painting and brush on the table were swept to the ground by Young Master Pei's sleeve. Before she could react, everything went dark, and then a pair of extremely domineering hands grabbed her waist and pulled her to sit on the pear blossom table.
The young man's strong and lean waistline —
He squeezed between Jiang Ninghui's knees.
Jiang Ninghui's almond-shaped eyes widened as she stared in shock and fear at Young Master Pei, who suddenly seemed like a completely different person.
Pei Gongzi's handsome face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and terrifying blue veins bulged from his forehead to his neck. His dark eyes, which had always been cold and indifferent in her eyes, were now stained with bloodshot veins like spider webs.
Scarlet red is terrifying!
What's even more frightening is what he's doing to her right now!
The young man gripped her waist tightly with his hands, his scalding breath seeming to burn her face.
He gradually drew closer.
Oppression.
He called her "sister-in-law".
His lips were only half an inch away from hers, and Jiang Ninghui could even smell the aroma of wine between his lips and teeth.
The scent of cedarwood on the young man was like wildly growing vines, with countless tendrils extending out and binding Jiang Ninghui's toes inch by inch.
Bind her calves and knees.
The vines, brimming with immense power, tightened their grip, climbing over her buttocks, vertebrae, and spine, binding her tightly in the cramped darkness, filling her entire body with the scent of cedarwood.
Jiang Ninghui felt a chill run down her spine and trembled uncontrollably.
My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.
How could this be?
How could the gentlemanly Pei Gongzi do such a thing to her!
At this moment, Pei Duo seemed to be the same person Jiang Ninghui dreamed of.
Vicious and insane, like a demon from hell!
At this moment, reality and dreams overlap.
Jiang Ninghui was so frightened that she cried.
She bit her lip and desperately pushed against Pei Duo's towering shoulders.
But she couldn't push it.
The young man's tall and imposing figure stood like a small mountain in front of Jiang Ninghui.
She sobbed and shook her head helplessly, "Young Master Pei, please don't do this, please get out of my way."
"Young Master Pei..."
Jiang Ninghui sobbed, "Young Master Pei, I am Zhao Zhixue's wife, the wife of your brother's friend. You can't treat me like this. I am already married and I have a husband. My husband will be back soon. If he sees this, he will misunderstand us."
"Young Master Pei, let me go!"
Pei Duo's long, slender hands easily grasped Jiang Ninghui's two delicate wrists.
He stared at her almond-shaped eyes, which were brimming with tears, almost obsessively.
She cried so pitifully.
She cried so helplessly.
He really did bully her until she cried.
But that's not enough.
"sister in law."
The young man swallowed the two words with his lips and teeth, chewing them repeatedly, as if trying to tear apart all the shackles, rules, and morals that bound the person in front of him.
He wanted to tell her.
So what if she's already a married woman?
He never cared about these things.
Even if you're married, you can still get a divorce.
That good-for-nothing can't protect her; he'll only bring her endless suffering and grievances.
Pei Duo raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Jiang Ninghui's eyes with his fingertips.
He pressed his lips against her cheek amidst her terrified and resistant expression.
Take your time.
Savor it slowly.
The young man's lips sucked away the tears on her cheeks, then slowly moved to her slender, delicate neck.
Jiang Ninghui froze, unable to move, her small face instantly losing all color.
The young man's strong arms pulled her tightly into his embrace, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
He had an unusually high body temperature.
It was incredibly hot.
It's even more serious than a high fever!
The window was open. She sat on the pear blossom table, with the empty courtyard behind her and Young Master Pei making a fool of himself in front of her.
If the young master were to return now, push open the courtyard gate, he would immediately see his wife and his brother's friend...
don't want!
She must not be seen by her lover.
Absolutely not!
Jiang Ninghui's knees did not close.
His kneecap was stuck on the side of the young man's slender waist.
She cried incessantly, her snow-white neck tilted back as she was bullied by Young Master Pei, his warm breath brushing against her neck.
In the struggle, his clothes came undone.
Jiang Ninghui's bright red dress, with its delicate sash framing her slender shoulders, was captivating and pierced Pei Duo's dark, unfathomable eyes.
The young man recalled.
That day, he pushed open the courtyard gate and saw Jiang Ninghui on that piece of trash.
He deceived me.
That time, he saw her completely from head to toe.
Not a single detail was missed.
The young man's lips touched the extremely thin ribbon of his clothing.
When the tip of my tongue hooked onto the ribbon, I felt a heavy, pressing sensation.
Just thinking about how that good-for-nothing had touched her day and night over the past six months made the malice and murderous intent rage and surge through her bones, making the bloodshot veins in the young man's eyes even more terrifying.
You'll only know once you've tasted it.
His sister-in-law was more than he had imagined—
Even more tempting.
It's addictive; once you try it, you won't want to stop.
He wanted to kill Zhao Zhixue immediately.
To prevent that good-for-nothing from sleeping in the same bed with his sister-in-law every night, and from being tasted by that good-for-nothing again and again.
The person in his arms trembled as they cried, their sobs pitiful yet filled with suppressed humiliation.
Pei Duo lifted his eyelids and watched Jiang Ninghui sob uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face. He saw her clothes being pulled open at the shoulder, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, and watched her nearly faint from crying several times.
She couldn't break free from him.
She can't hide, she can't escape.
We can only let him do as he pleases.
He clearly wanted to see her cry, to cry because he had bullied her.
He did it.
But it felt as if someone had whipped my heart hard, and a strange, sharp pain spread from the tip of my heart.
The pain seeped into my very bones.
That's unusual.
And unfamiliar.
For the first time in over a decade, he experienced what heartache truly felt like.
The young man frowned in frustration.
He forcibly suppressed the pain that was unfamiliar and annoying to him.
Jiang Ninghui vaguely sensed that Young Master Pei's arm around her wasn't as tight anymore.
She found an opening, forcefully pushing the young man's shoulders with both hands. Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, she lowered her head and bit his shoulder hard, trying to use the pain to make Young Master Pei rationalize his behavior, to make him release her, and to stop doing such a despicable thing.
The stinging pain of teeth piercing flesh and drawing blood failed to restore Pei Duo's sanity.
This only fueled the wickedness in his bones.
He felt that...
His sister-in-law wasn't biting him.
It was a response to him.
Pei Duo lowered his head and bit Jiang Ninghui's neck as well.
Just as the young man's teeth were about to touch the fragile flesh, the courtyard gate was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
The sound of the door being pushed open was extremely loud in the quiet night.
Jiang Ninghui's body trembled violently, her sobs choked, and tears welled up in her eyes.
I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cellar.
She knew.
It's over.
She didn't want her husband to see her with Young Master Pei...
Jiang Ninghui, like a puppet without its strings, slumped against Pei Duo, awaiting the insults that were about to be delivered.
And soon after, everyone began to criticize and hurl insults at her.
Just like in that dream, countless voices cursed her.
A slut, a bad woman.
Pei Duo had never seen his sister-in-law look so soulless at this moment.
She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, her beautiful face ashen.
The young man lifted his eyelids, his cold, knife-like gaze sweeping over Zhao Zhixue, who was about to step into the courtyard.
He hugged Jiang Ninghui tightly.
His burning hot lips pressed against her ear, almost biting the tip of her ear.
As soon as Zhao Zhixue stepped in, he could see what he was doing to his sister-in-law.
He wanted to say—
Don't be afraid.
She was afraid that good-for-nothing would criticize her.
He killed that good-for-nothing.
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Author's note: There might be another update before midnight tonight~
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