Chapter 212 Cold-Blooded Young Marshal 26
Fearing he would attack her like a hungry wolf again, Xu Qiuqiu said tearfully, "It hurts..."
But Ling Jiazhen's smile became even more meaningful, "Then you can try my new ointment, it won't hurt after you apply it..."
"What ointment? When did you buy it?" Xu Qiuqiu looked at him in surprise.
Ling Jiazhen's voice was deep and slightly coaxing: "How about trying it this morning before Qiuqiu woke up? Hmm?"
He went to ask his adjutant, who had wives and concubines, early in the morning, and learned that there was still ointment available, so he went and bought it.
Looking into his eyes, something felt off, so Xu Qiuqiu quickly refused, "I don't want to try..."
Ling Jiazhen released her, his handsome face showing a wronged expression, and coaxed, "Qiuqiu, I just don't want you to feel pain. Let me apply it and see if it works, okay?"
Seeing his show of weakness, Xu Qiuqiu, who always responded better to gentle persuasion than force, instantly gave up and softly hummed in agreement.
When he returned with the ointment, Xu Qiuqiu realized that she seemed to have been tricked by him again.
This time, he was much faster when he took off her cheongsam.
She shyly hid under the covers, "Ah Zhen... could you please close the curtains..."
Ling Jiazhen took off his coat, got into bed, hugged her, and said hoarsely in her ear, "The curtains are drawn, so I can't see anything."
"But I... um..." Xu Qiuqiu hadn't finished speaking when he kissed her.
After kissing for a while, he released her and chuckled softly, "Qiuqiu, don't be afraid, we're on the third floor, we can't hear you."
Was she afraid of being heard? Or was she unable to meet his bold gaze?
She herself had no clothes left, but he was still wearing them. Xu Qiuqiu, feeling indignant, started unbuttoning his clothes.
"Qiuqiu, are you in such a hurry?" Ling Jiazhen chuckled, letting her unbutton her clothes.
His words made Xu Qiuqiu blush even more. She was so embarrassed. Why could he always be so calm?
Soon, a warm, large hand took her hand and guided her, "Qiuqiu, this is how it should be interpreted."
The belt clicked off, and Xu Qiuqiu tried to shake off his hand, but she was too weak to do so and could only let him hold her hand.
It seems like no matter what, she's the one who suffers the loss.
Seeing that she didn't even want to lift her head, and only her reddened ears, Ling Jiazhen teased, "What? Don't want to continue?"
Xu Qiuqiu said, sounding fierce, "You... let me go!"
"I won't let go." Ling Jiazhen wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her closer, and kissed her lips. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Qiuqiu, your skin leaves red marks easily when touched. I'm a little worried, so lie down first, and I'll put some ointment on it for you, okay?"
His voice was so seductive that Xu Qiuqiu's legs went weak as soon as she heard it. By the time she came to her senses, she had already obediently lay down.
The cool, refreshing ointment was applied to her skin, and she couldn't help but tremble. She bit her lip to keep quiet.
"Qiuqiu, don't bite your lip, it will hurt me if you do."
Xu Qiuqiu was both embarrassed and annoyed: "Can you please stop talking..."
But then she heard him chuckle softly, his voice softening, "I'm just worried that Qiuqiu might hurt herself."
Xu Qiuqiu grabbed his hand and refused, saying, "I'm not applying it anymore..."
"Qiuqiu, I just felt sorry for you and applied some ointment..." Ling Jiazhen's eyes became misty as she coaxed softly, "Be good, okay?"
Coaxed by his gentle voice and looking into his charming eyes, her mind went blank, she forgot to resist, and let go of his hand.
Ling Jiazhen lowered her head and touched her lips. "Qiuqiu is so good."
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