Chapter 165 AI Confinement 23
For Xi Heng, possessing someone means that he is the only one in the world who knows where she is.
As for the others, he even felt very uneasy about knowing that she existed.
He wanted to sever all ties between the girl and the outside world, making her his possession alone.
Hmm, this idea seems to deviate from some of the world's orthodox views on love.
But for his instincts, only plunder could give him what he wanted.
He wanted to have her.
That's how it has to be done.
This is the only way.
Xi Heng stroked her head and looked at her silently.
Song Jinhuan, with a sudden flash of inspiration, added, "If you feel it's unsafe, then it must be unsafe!"
Xi Heng smiled slightly, satisfied.
He's not actually good at smiling; his smile is a bit stiff. But he's so good-looking that when he tries to smile, he looks kind of adorable.
There's an inexplicable contrast between his appearance and his personality.
They look particularly easy to bully.
However, Song Jinhuan only thought about it in her heart.
Bullying Xi Heng?
Has she gone mad?
One punch from him was enough to make her lose all sense of time.
After my walk, I went upstairs and took a nice, fragrant shower.
After Xi Heng finished washing up, he came in and saw the girl swinging her tender white feet, rolling around on the big bed.
The sight made his eyes water.
His Adam's apple bobbed.
By the time Song Jinhuan realized the danger was approaching, it was already too late.
A shadow descended upon her, and an aura that did not belong to her forcefully invaded her safe zone.
The hem of her clothes was lifted slightly, and her waist was enveloped in an exceptionally hot temperature.
Song Jinhuan's eyelids twitched, and she pressed down on the hand that was moving upwards around her waist, reminding her, "I just took a shower."
Xi Heng's breathing was a little rapid. He hummed twice and continued upwards.
Song Jinhuan gripped his hand even tighter, "I don't want to take another shower."
Although they didn't finish, Xi Heng always made her sweat profusely.
The man saw the reluctance in her eyes and finally stopped.
He blinked a few times, pondered for a moment, then lowered his head and nuzzled affectionately against her neck.
His husky voice, tinged with desire and carrying a seductive or perhaps ingratiating tone, whispered, "Little master, I'll just touch it; it won't make you sweat."
The delicate kisses traveled from the side of her neck upwards until his thin lips touched her earlobe.
"Is it alright, little master?"
Song Jinhuan stretched his neck, his heart trembling uncontrollably.
Her soft, white fingertips rested on the back of his hand, and unconsciously relaxed a little because of that exceptionally pleasant voice.
A dark glint flashed across the man's eyes as he seized the opportunity to entwine her fingertips, holding them tightly in his palm.
"Little master, you're so good."
He carefully kissed the corner of her lips, then moved his large hand upwards.
Song Jinhuan's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and a button popped open on her pajamas.
She buried her face in his broad shoulders as he pressed down on her, clutching the corner of his pajamas tightly with one hand.
Xi Heng committed a foul!
He even resorted to acting cute in order to get the waste materials.
How shameless.
Who can resist a handsome man who begs you to show him more affection?
She couldn't refuse.
Although it differed from what she described, Song Jinhuan really couldn't refuse.
All I can say is that today was another disappointing day.
After all, Xi Heng's massage was really comfortable.
The next afternoon, Xi Heng, unusually, did not go out.
Song Jinhuan didn't ask a single question about what happened the day before.
Because Xi Heng cared more about the peace and quiet of the territory than she did.
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