Chapter 2191 Finally added the word "I'm sorry"
Xiao Jun's kiss was so passionate that Ruomu felt suffocated.
So she struggled desperately, like a restless little bird, tossing and turning in his arms.
But his big and powerful palms easily pinched her two slender wrists, just like pinching her wings.
As soon as he struggled a little, he felt the pain as if his joints were stuck and he could no longer move.
I could only let him kiss me and do whatever he wanted.
Perhaps it was because she stopped struggling, Xiao Jun's kiss changed from a violent storm at the beginning to a gentle drizzle.
But his breathing became more rapid and his body became hotter.
When he tore off her clothes and his aggressive kiss fell on her shoulder, Ruomu realized that she had become his pawn.
All efforts are in vain, and all unwillingness must be transformed into willingness.
She could only stay in his enclosure for him to enjoy.
If he wanted her, she would crawl on the ground.
So what if she is unwilling to be a spare tire, so what if she does not want to be the object of his venting? No matter whether it is the power in reality or the power of the body, she cannot resist it.
This unfair love, or it cannot be called love, made Ruomu cry sadly.
Xiao Jun kissed her tears, and his destructive kiss became gentle. He kissed away her tears and asked her in a drunken voice, "Don't you like me?"
Ruomu shook his head.
"Then why don't you accept me?"
Ruomu looked soberly at the man in front of her who was drunk and had lost his mind, with her vision blurred by tears.
"Because you don't like me." At least not sincerely, like liking Miss Su.
After saying this, tears rolled down her cheeks.
Xiao Jun sighed: "If I don't like you, what am I doing?"
"You just..." Ruomu pursed his lips.
"Go on," Xiao Jun stroked her cheek and wiped away her tears, "What am I doing?"
His breath still reeked of alcohol. How could one possibly reason with a drunk man like him?
But then I thought, he was drunk anyway, so I might as well say whatever was on my mind.
"You just treat me like a plaything."
He smiled bitterly, pinched her waist, picked her up, and placed her on the cabinet in the entrance hall so that their eyes were level.
He continued to kiss her tears and her lips, murmuring, "I never thought of playing with you, it's just... touching you is like being addicted. You are the one I dream of at night and you are the only one in my mind during the day. But you keep calling me 'you' and 'Master Xiao', and you are so distant to me..."
He kissed her on the lips, pressed his lips against hers, and while rubbing them, he asked her, "Tell me, who is whose plaything?"
His words made Ruomu feel sweet and bitter at the same time, and even made her want to cry.
Did she really touch his heart like this?
It turns out she's not the only one tossing and turning?
Young Master Xiao, Xiao Jun, he also misses her so much?
But……
"I don't understand..." Ruomu shook his head at him.
I don't understand what Young Master Xiao means to her. He obviously loves Miss Su and was sad for Miss Su just now. He got drunk probably because of Miss Su. Could it be that Ruomu made a wrong judgment on all this?
Xiao Jun's voice was hoarse as he whispered, "I can explain it to you slowly..."
She said this, but didn't give any real explanation. Instead, her hand slid down her back, unbuttoned her shirt, and then became more eager and unscrupulous...
"Do you want to go to the bedroom, or... on the sofa, like last time?" he asked seductively.
Ruomu pondered his question, bedroom, or sofa...
When she suddenly realized what he was asking, her cheeks instantly felt hot.
"I don't want to go anywhere." She replied with a thick nasal voice.
Xiao Jun kissed her earlobe and whispered, "I don't understand either. Is there a difference between once and twice? Or did I leave a psychological scar on you last time?"
Ruomu pushed his shoulder, but didn't push him away. "What do you mean once or twice? What are you talking about..."
"You just won't admit it?" He bit her earlobe a little hard.
Ruomu felt pain, frowned, and shrank his neck: "I told you, you were dreaming, we... nothing happened between us."
As she denied it, Xiao Jun's arms gradually tightened, "The blood on the sofa is yours, I know."
"That's the blood on your hands. I explained that."
She had made up her mind not to admit it.
If you don't admit it, it doesn't happen. If it doesn't happen, there won't be any other stories. The two people can still get along as employer and employee as they do now, and there won't be any awkwardness.
After all, she and Young Master Xiao were not from the same world, and even though they had had physical contact a few times, it could not fill the huge gap between them.
Since you know there is no future, just stop getting entangled.
She also didn't want him to think that just because he had had her once, he could possess her again and again.
This way, he won't get tired of playing with her and discard her like a used chess piece.
This was all she could think of, the last bit of dignity that a country girl like her could still fight for.
After she finished speaking, she turned her face away from him.
Xiao Jun bit her neck hard, as if he wanted to bite her throat off.
"Since you don't admit it, let's try it today and we'll know. If there's no blood today, it must have been left on the sofa that day."
"Could it be that I had other men before I met you?"
Xiao Jun chuckled: "You don't even take a breath when kissing. I know I'm your first."
Seeing that nothing he said was of any use, Ruomu immediately kicked him with his legs, but he separated them.
Xiao Jun held her and walked towards the bedroom.
Ruomu didn't know why, even though he was obviously drunk, he still had the strength to hug her and his steps were steady.
Is he sober now? I should have known not to give him that sobering tea!
She was finally placed by Xiao Jun on his soft big bed.
Her body was sunk deep into the soft mattress, making it even harder for Ruomu to exert any strength. She could only cry and beg him, "Master Xiao, please don't do this, please!"
Xiao Jun held down her scratching hand and asked, "You didn't resist last time, why are you resisting this time?"
"Because I was very scared of you last time..." Ruomu said halfway when he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong and bit his lip.
Xiao Jun smiled, slowly leaned over, pushed her knees apart, stared at her face, and asked, "So what really happened last time, and you are no longer afraid of me?"
“No…ah!”
Ruomu sighed and buried her face in his chest. It was useless to say anything...
Her lie was easily exposed by him.
The room was silent for a moment, and neither of them spoke.
Only the sound of chaotic breathing remains...
After a brief pause of two seconds, Xiao Jun whispered into her ear, "Are you still denying it?"
Ruomu stared at him with tears in her eyes, and finally slowly put her arms around his body and hugged his shoulders, "Then... can you be a little gentler this time..."
Xiao Jun was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Okay."
He kissed Ruomu's cheek lightly, and finally added the "I'm sorry" that he had never said.
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