Chapter 90 Chapter 90 "Why did Xia Xia become so greedy?" ...
Yao Yingxia never beat around the bush with Xiao An, so she simply sent him a screenshot of the news report about Shen Xingchuan's injury: "Brother, did you do this?"
She waited all night, not daring to fall asleep. Xiao An didn't reply until the next day: "No."
Although this answer was too concise, it still made Yao Yingxia feel relieved. Her brother had never lied to her.
At that time, Xiao An had not slept all night, and had been trying to find a way to repair the things his sister gave him. He had just cleaned the pair of sneakers, and there were still scattered items on the table. He didn't know how long it would take to restore them.
Xiao An's mood was already extremely bad, and when he saw the text message from Yao Yingxia, he thought to himself, does his sister not want to see him go to jail, or is she worried that he will hurt Shen Xingchuan?
Or maybe both.
My sister seems too greedy.
Shen Xingchuan really deserves to die.
Xiao An closed his eyes tiredly.
Yao Yingxia welcomed another Friday with a subtle sense of unease. After school, Shen Xingchuan had specially arranged for two bodyguards to escort her and wait for her at the school gate.
When Yao Yingxia saw the two tall bodyguards in suits and black sunglasses, she thought Shen Xingchuan was being too much. With classmates already gathering around to watch, she quickly dodged into the car, followed closely by the two bodyguards, one in front and one behind.
The once spacious space immediately became cramped. They remained vigilant in the car, paying close attention to the surrounding road conditions. The agonizing journey continued all the way to City A. The two bodyguards watched her return home before temporarily withdrawing from their sight.
The room is quiet, and the crystal pendant in the center of the living room is on warm light mode, with mottled light like the halo left by the sun shining through the leaves before setting.
Shen Xingchuan was sitting in the halo, looking at her with a leisurely smile: "Xia Xia, welcome home."
Yao Yingxia's gaze first fell on his right hand wrapped in gauze, and then she looked at that face.
Perhaps because of the injury, Shen Xingchuan's skin was even colder and whiter than before, and the black velvet pajamas on his body made his eyes look even deeper and unpredictable.
Even when he was smiling, he still seemed unfathomable. Yao Yingxia had almost no chance of hiding from him.
When she came to her senses, the familiar feeling of fear had already enveloped her tightly. It had almost become an uncontrollable conditioned reflex when she saw Shen Xingchuan.
Yao Yingxia lowered her eyes instantly, pretended to be calm and said "I'm back", then took off her coat, put on slippers, and walked to his side.
The tall man who had just been observing her with great patience and without moving a muscle, revealed his true colors in an instant.
When Yao Yingxia was within his reach, Shen Xingchuan immediately wrapped his arms around her. Even though his right arm was injured and he could only stretch out his left arm, he still easily wrapped his arms around her waist.
The man's face also moved closer, gently pressing against her chest. Such an intimate posture made her subconsciously lean back slightly, but Shen Xingchuan just let go at this moment.
Yao Yingxia lost her balance and fell onto the sofa, throwing herself into someone's arms.
A smile flickered in Shen Xingchuan's eyes, and he stepped forward: "Xia Xia seems to miss me too."
The man lowered his head and sniffed the scent on her body. That face was very familiar to her, from the depths of his pupils to the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, full of greed that wanted to eat her up completely.
Yao Yingxia closed her eyes and let his breath reach the side of her neck. Sure enough, she soon felt a fine stinging pain there. He sucked on the soft flesh there while expressing his longing: "Last week, Xia Xia didn't come back. It really made me feel like a year."
In fact, not much time had passed, just two weeks chopped off the beginning and the end, only twelve days. For Yao Yingxia, it was just a blink of an eye, but it seemed too long for him.
The gauze-wrapped palm touched her cheek, gently caressing the delicate skin there, and then, as usual, he lifted her chin slightly and kissed her lips.
The rough gauze made her feel a little uncomfortable, so Yao Yingxia finally opened her eyes and looked at the injured hand.
In the corner of my eye, I could see mottled bloodstains on the gauze, of varying depths, as if they had seeped out at different times. After oxidation, they had turned into the color of rust, which was enough to make one's scalp tingle just by looking at it.
Seeing her lost in thought, Shen Xingchuan simply ended the kiss and extended his hand in front of her: "I just changed the gauze today, but the wound hasn't healed yet, so it's still bleeding."
It's been six days since he was injured, and he still hasn't healed? Is his injury that serious?
Confusion flashed across her face, and Yao Yingxia only asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Shen Xingchuan smiled and said, "My sense of pain is weaker than that of ordinary people. I don't even need anesthesia when I sew it up."
Just listening to this, Yao Yingxia felt it was extremely cruel and her face turned pale.
Shen Xingchuan stared at her and asked, "Xia Xia, you haven't slept well recently, have you?"
She would occasionally suffer from insomnia once or twice, and there would be no obvious signs on her face, but this time she looked visibly haggard.
Shen Xingchuan knew that she had new worries, but he also knew that she was not willing to share them with him.
But it doesn't matter, the process of creating puzzles and solving puzzles is equally interesting.
Now he was going to enjoy more simple and easy-to-obtain happiness.
On the wooden coffee table stood a tall glass filled with pre-prepared red wine. Shen Xingchuan passed it to her lips: "Xia Xia, have a drink. It might help you sleep."
Yao Yingxia smelled a hint of sweetness that did not belong to red wine, which subtly overlapped with something deep in her memory. It made her feel familiar, but also caused her great panic.
She turned her head away with some resistance: "I don't want to drink today."
Shen Xingchuan shook the scarlet liquid in his wine glass. There was no hint of exasperation in his voice. He just smiled and said, "Xia Xia, do you want to make me angry again?"
The tone was obviously very gentle, but it instantly made people shudder. Shen Xingchuan didn't even need to do it himself, as Yao Yingxia had already turned her head stiffly.
Her lips were always a little pale, and only became bright and beautiful after drinking or being eaten.
He fed her the sweet and slightly sour wine with his own hands. Perhaps she drank it too quickly, and finally a small sip of wine overflowed from her lips, flowed along her chin to her neck, and then all the way down, finally submerged in her collar.
However, Shen Xingchuan didn't rush to take off her clothes. He seemed to have a lot of patience today. He even walked over to the record player and spent several minutes selecting a disc before returning to Yao Yingxia's side.
In such a short time, her body began to heat up, her thoughts became dull, and she became completely confused. She actually began to crave Shen Xingchuan's touch, just like he had done before, impatiently tearing her clothes, licking and biting her with a little force, and then bullying her to pieces.
While she still had the last bit of rationality, Yao Yingxia wanted to return to normal. She wanted to wash her face and wake herself up as soon as possible.
But her legs were so weak that Yao Yingxia just stood up from the sofa and fell at Shen Xingchuan's feet.
The man sat leisurely on the sofa, seemingly not caring about what happened to her. He just looked down at her blushing face and slightly open lips like a pouty cat.
That unbearable yet helpless look of pity finally made him smile sincerely.
His large palm covered her head, and the man tempted her to degenerate: "Good girl, take off your clothes by yourself."
In the past, when she was sober, she had done similar things under coercion and inducement, but at that time she still had a sense of shame, but now she seemed to have completely lost her shame. She was too hot and uncomfortable, vaguely knowing that only obedience could bring relief, and finally stripped herself completely.
The flawless, delicate body trembled slightly under his gaze. Its beauty was no less than that of her face. Shen Xingchuan always indulged in it uncontrollably and could not extricate himself.
Yao Yingxia reached out and grabbed his trouser leg. The corners of her red eyes were already a little moist. Her usual coldness was no longer there. It seemed that she only wanted him to save her.
Shen Xingchuan, however, looked indifferent and just reached out to her chest. Due to the effect of the medicine, the pulse there was beating more violently than usual.
He lowered his eyes and asked, "Xia Xia, do you have a heart?"
She no longer understood what the man in front of her was saying. The slightly cool palms slightly relieved the heat in her body. Yao Yingxia even took the initiative to move forward, and her entire palm was filled with her heartbeat.
Shen Xingchuan knew he wouldn't get an answer, so he simply pulled her onto his lap. Yao Yingxia sat up on her knees, bringing her right to his lips. Shen Xingchuan's laughter was a bit too intense, his thin lips constantly tracing across her pointed lips. Yao Yingxia was almost unable to sit still, but luckily Shen Xingchuan reached out and supported her in time, then devoured everything at his lips.
A few minutes later, a dampness came from where Yao Yingxia was sitting, sticking to his thigh through the fabric. The man had clearly been devoured by Yu Nian, his pajamas distorted into a horrible shape, but he still teased her slowly: "Xia Xia, why have you become so greedy? Don't you hate sleeping with me the most?"
The girl shook her head blankly: "I don't have..."
Shen Xingchuan leaned back on the sofa, a smile of willingness on his face: "Then show your sincerity."
Yao Yingxia stared at him in a daze, pausing for a few seconds before she understood what he had just said. She pursed her lips tightly and touched the first button on his collar. Even though her fingers were sweating, she was able to unbutton it easily, and soon the pajamas were off.
She climbed onto Shen Xingchuan's shoulders, lowered her head slightly, and, applying what she had learned, started from her neck and kissed her way down inch by inch. First, the Adam's apple, then the collarbone, and all the way to her chest. The place where their lips and teeth met kept getting hotter and hotter, and his body was almost breaking. He gently stroked her spine and said, "Xia Xia, be good, and be more attentive."
Yao Yingxia didn't know what he meant by "putting her heart into it". She only knew that she had no strength left. With the gentle caress from behind, every bone became numb. She clung to Shen Xingchuan's body like dough, just gasping for breath.
Normally at this time, Shen Xingchuan would have been unable to contain himself, but today he vowed to fight her to the end.
Yao Yingxia's voice was almost pleading: "Help me..."
Shen Xingchuan ignored those pitiful eyes and simply stretched out his bandaged right hand and shook it: "Xia Xia, I'm injured. You have to work hard on your own today."
She finally realized that it was useless to try to please Shen Xingchuan at this moment, so she turned around and pulled off his pajamas.
With Shen Xingchuan's height and weight, if he refused to cooperate, Yao Yingxia would not be able to move him at all. She tried for a long time, but the pajamas did not budge at all.
Shen Xingchuan even saw the deepening anger on that crimson face. Just as he was about to laugh, the beautiful eyes soaked in water stared straight at him, fierce and bright.
For a moment, everything was silent. Shen Xingchuan was stabbed in the heart with great precision, and even his breathing stopped.
Two whirlpools seemed to surge in those light brown pupils, swirling with a myriad of emotions, which eventually condensed into water vapor and fell down. Shen Xingchuan could even hear the sound of spring raindrops.
He clearly didn't think what he did today was excessive. At least compared to the harm Yao Yingxia had caused him, it was almost not worth mentioning.
But at this moment, he felt like a real jerk.
"Xia Xia, I'm sorry." As he spoke, he picked her up, raised his arms slightly around her hips, and when he lowered them, they were already tightly embedded in her.
She finally couldn't cry anymore, and her fingertips sank into the muscles of his back, like a bewitching flower demon, trying to suck all the nutrients out of his body.
This position was too deep, and normally she would have been unable to bear it, but today, she could only let out a faint moan. Shen Xingchuan, encouraged by this, continued to work tirelessly until Yao Yingxia screamed and her whole body tensed.
Shen Xingchuan's voice was simply embarrassing: "Xia Xia, do you want to help me take a bath?"
The girl was still trembling from the afterglow, her entire body as smooth and sweet as if she'd just been soaked in water. Shen Xingchuan's laughter was so intense that his entire chest was trembling. She buried her head in his shoulder like an ostrich, not wanting to face what had just happened, but her gaze gradually focused on the black single sofa they were sitting on.
Everything seemed to go back to Valentine's Day, when she was sitting astride Xiao An's thighs and hugging his neck.
The heat in her body gradually dissipated. Yao Yingxia subconsciously tried to break free from his control. Just as she took a step forward, she was caught by Shen Xingchuan: "Xia Xia, you're done, so you don't care about me anymore?"
He cruelly restrained her slender waist and pressed down again. Yao Yingxia barely slept that night, repeatedly being eaten out by him. By the end, the sofa was covered in sticky marks and wrinkled beyond recognition.
Yao Yingxia was so exhausted that she fell asleep. She didn't even know when Shen Xingchuan finished. The unprecedented fatigue made her sleep over the whole Saturday, and she was occasionally fed some warm water or porridge.
When she regained consciousness, it was already Saturday evening. In the darkness, Yao Yingxia clenched her palms tightly, her memories of last night being sorted out and put back together like scrambled puzzle pieces.
The physical soreness was far less intense than the pain in her heart, and she was in a very bad mood.
Shen Xingchuan knew clearly how much harm he had caused her by drugging her the first time, but he had no scruples at all in order to satisfy his selfish desires.
So this is how he behaves in love.
When Yao Yingxia thought about how she was like an animal, irrational and only knew how to seek pleasure, she wished she could cut him into pieces.
But now she is not even allowed to express anger. Once Shen Xingchuan gets angry, she doesn't know how he will deal with her.
Yao Yingxia curled up into a ball and actually laughed out loud.
A crisp sound came from the darkness, and soon the wall lamp lit up. She heard a familiar voice behind her: "Xia Xia, are you awake?"
It turned out that Shen Xingchuan had been in this bedroom all along.
Her whole body instantly stiffened, and she lay there motionless until Shen Xingchuan held her in his arms.
In his sight, that face became lifeless again, completely different from the charming look of last night, as if she didn't want to see him at all.
Shen Xingchuan didn't care. He just carried her out and said, "Eat something."
The open-plan dining room was right next to the living room, and Yao Yingxia quickly noticed the stains on the sofa. The dried stains left obvious traces, and they were still clearly visible even from several meters away.
Seeing that she hadn't touched her chopsticks for a long time, Shen Xingchuan followed her gaze and proposed a solution: "That sofa is filthy. Let's just replace it."
Yao Yingxia finally turned around and looked at him. There was no negative emotion on Shen Xingchuan's face, and there was even a hint of smile in his eyes. He seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece.
In the end, she just nodded. That night, the sofa was moved away.
In the empty suburbs, a whole barrel of gasoline was poured on the leather sofa. All it took was a small match to send the flames shooting up into the sky, slightly dispelling the chill of the winter night.
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