Youji never understood why Fengguang was so obsessed with Xia Fengying. She was convinced that he was not dead. For the past year, she had gone to talk to his corpse every day without fail. This obsession was terrifying.
After a pause, Youji continued, "The professor's medicine is always for the living. Xia Fengying is already dead, and she died as a zombie. Whether the professor is awake or not, I think... he can't help you at all."
“But… but I have to try.” Yes, she understood that even if Shu Bai had a medicine that could cure the zombie virus, it didn’t mean that the medicine would work on Xia Fengying, but she had to try. “If I don’t try… I will never be satisfied. I have waited for a year… I will not give up like this.”
The travelogue suddenly lowered its voice, "You like him... in the romantic way."
“...Yes.” She said the word. In the past, she thought she might have been confused or subconsciously denied it, but now she could say the word without hesitation, something she had never thought she would do.
His travelogue paused for a long time, his indifferent gaze growing even colder. "Perhaps... you need to meet more men."
"What do you mean..." The sudden touch on her lips made her stop speaking abruptly. By the time she realized what was happening and tried to back away, it was too late.
The travelogue's large hand gripped the back of her head tightly, not allowing her to back down even an inch.
Fengguang's hand was held by him, and she tried desperately to push him away with her other hand, but it was quickly grabbed by his hand as well. Youji easily used one hand to hold her wrists, and her back was pressed against the cold wall. His tall figure was like a wall, imprisoning her tightly. She could not escape until she had the ability to push down that wall.
"Let me go!"
While she was dodging and speaking, Youji tightened his grip on the back of her head, pulling her even closer. At the same time, his long tongue plunged in, stirring up wave after wave of passion in her mouth.
Fengguang was almost powerless to resist. The kiss from Youji was just like him, full of wildness and violence. She couldn't feel any tenderness, only the overwhelming sense of conquest he brought.
She was never one to give up easily. Even with a huge disparity in strength, she wouldn't be so submissive. She raised her knee, about to kick the man's weakest point, when the man leaned forward and used one foot to push her legs apart. Even more... he placed his thigh between her legs, seemingly intentionally, yet also unintentionally, occasionally rubbing lightly against her waist and thighs through her underwear under her skirt.
Feng Guang opened her eyes wide, then felt the pain on her lips. You Ji opened her eyes a crack, and from that indifferent gaze, she inexplicably understood that he was punishing her for not cooperating.
Cooperate?
Unless she's gone mad!
Time seemed to stretch on forever. Just as Youji finally released her from her near-suffocating state, a heavy slap landed on his face.
Her radiant face was flushed from the difficulty breathing, her eyes blazed with fury, and her voice held a fierce edge: "You have no right to touch me."
Youji felt that the slap was neither painful nor itchy. The corner of his lips lifted slightly, as if he smiled. This was the first time Fengguang had seen him smile, and it made his originally cold and hard face seem to soften a lot.
He said, "Xia Fengguang, can that dead man still touch you like I do?"
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