Chapter 64 Fate once again thrust her before him.
Inside the car, the air conditioning was on full blast.
But Ruan Yao felt as if countless ants were gnawing at her body, and waves of indescribable emptiness and heat surged up from the deepest part of her body, making her unable to help but twist her body.
"Ugh...it feels so bad..."
She tugged at her collar impatiently, a thin layer of sweat already seeping from her slender, white neck, her skin taking on an unnatural pink hue.
"Huo Yanzhi...I'm so hot..."
Huo Yanzhi's fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.
The girl's unconscious murmurs and soft moans were like sparks, igniting his taut nerves.
He turned the car's air conditioning up to the maximum, turned his head to look at her flushed cheeks and sweat-dampened bangs, and accelerated to the top speed.
Fear and rage churned wildly in his chest.
It's Shen Yu again.
It's that same underhanded tactic again.
Just as disgusting as in my previous life.
"Just bear with it, we'll be there soon."
Instead of heading to the bustling hospital, the car drove into a top-tier affluent area in northern Beijing with extremely tight security.
Finally, we came to a slow stop in front of a modern detached villa nestled deep in the greenery.
This is Huo Yanzhi's private villa. Apart from Qin Feng and the hourly cleaner who cleans regularly, no one else has ever set foot here.
He turned off the engine, quickly got out of the car, walked around to the other side, opened the door, unbuckled her seatbelt, and pulled her back into his arms.
"Huo Yanzhi..." Ruan Yao opened her eyes groggily, looked at the face so close to hers, pouted in grievance, and tears fell again, "I feel so bad..."
"I know." Huo Yanzhi hugged her and strode towards the villa gate.
"It will be ready soon."
He carried her through the empty living room and headed straight for the master bedroom on the second floor.
The bedroom lights were off, only the moonlight from outside the window and the distant glow of the city cast in, outlining the room's cold, hard contours.
Huo Yanzhi didn't linger for a moment, carrying her into the huge bathroom connected to the master bedroom.
He carefully placed Ruan Yao on the washbasin, then turned around and turned on the bathtub faucet.
Cold water gushed into the huge white bathtub.
Huo Yanzhi looked at the disheveled girl with reddened eyes in the mirror, and at his own equally disheveled figure holding her. An absurd sense of fate overwhelmed him once again.
In her past life, it was also a bathroom like this, and she was just as hot.
But that one time, he became a sinner in her eyes.
Ruan Yao was painfully tearing at her dress. The champagne-colored halter dress was already twisted and crooked, revealing a large area of her delicate and fair skin.
Huo Yanzhi closed his eyes, wrapped her tightly again with the suit jacket that was still covering her, then picked her up and carefully placed her into the bathtub filled with cold water.
"ah!"
The biting cold made Ruan scream consciously, and her body trembled violently.
But this coldness lasted only a few seconds before it was engulfed by an even more intense heat wave inside the body.
The extreme torment of alternating hot and cold temperatures nearly drove her to the brink of collapse.
"No... I don't like it..." she sobbed, shivering in the water, instinctively moving closer to the only source of heat by the bathtub.
Huo Yanzhi was half-squatting by the bathtub, his trouser legs already wet from the splashing water.
He looked at the girl struggling in the water, reached out, and tried to hold her shoulder so that she could better immerse herself in the cold water.
But the moment his hand touched her, Ruan Yao lunged at him as if she had found a lifeline, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and burying herself in his embrace.
Her red lips parted slightly in discomfort as she breathed unconsciously.
"Huo Yanzhi...hold me...it's so cold..."
The girl's wet body clung tightly to him, and through the thin shirt, he could clearly feel the astonishing heat of her skin and its undeniable softness.
Her unique fragrance, carrying moisture and mixed with a hint of sensual sweetness, seeped into his nostrils.
Huo Yanzhi's body instantly stiffened like a stone sculpture.
He forced himself to hold the restless person in his arms, his voice hoarse and almost incoherent.
"Yaoyao, be good."
He grasped her cold hand, trying to soothe her in this way.
"I've already contacted the doctor, he'll be here soon. Just one injection and you won't feel so bad anymore."
"No..." Ruan Yao shook her head, looking at him with teary eyes, "I don't want a shot... I don't want a doctor..."
Huo Yanzhi dared not look into her shimmering, watery eyes any longer.
The surging emotions within were enough to burn away any man's reason.
He must leave this place.
If he stays any longer, he'll go crazy.
"Wait here for a moment, I'll go get you a towel."
He made up a lame excuse, broke free from her embrace, and stood up.
But as soon as his palm touched her wet, slippery shoulder, she clung to him even tighter.
As if sensing his intention, Ruan Yao pulled him toward her.
Caught off guard, Huo Yanzhi leaned forward and half-knelt by the bathtub.
The next second, a soft body, cool and moist, pressed tightly against her.
Ruan Yao stood up from the bathtub and, like a clinging vine, wrapped her wet arms tightly around his neck.
"No...I don't want a doctor...I don't want a shot..."
She tilted her flushed face up, her unfocused gaze unable to concentrate, yet it found his lips precisely.
"Huo Yanzhi... help me..."
Her voice was soft and seductive, with a hint of a sob.
"I feel so bad..."
"Help……"
She clung to him and kissed his lips.
Huo Yanzhi's last shred of rationality was shattered the moment that soft touch pressed against him.
Fate takes many turns, as if it were a huge mockery.
He wanted to let go and sever ties with her.
But fate, time and again, pushed her in front of him and into his arms.
In the bathroom, only the sound of rushing water and heavy, intertwined breathing remained.
This kiss, like a wildfire, almost consumed all his reason.
Just as he was about to completely succumb, a sliver of remaining rationality made him stop.
Looking at her rosy lips and her eyes, glistening with desire, Huo Yanzhi felt as if his heart was being soaked in scalding lava, both aching and burning.
In her past life, she lay beneath him in the same way.
But those eyes were filled with fear.
And now, his image is clearly reflected in it, filled with dependence and longing.
He knew she liked him.
But the one she liked was Huo Yanzhi, who wore a gentle mask, was polite, restrained, and aloof.
She had no idea what kind of obsessive, dark, and perversely possessive monster lurked beneath that facade.
He sheathed all his fangs and claws, disguising himself as a harmless animal.
But he was ultimately a beast.
Ruan Yao didn't like him at all, not that side of him.
The girl in his arms seemed to sense his retreat and clung to him tightly, hanging her whole body on him, burying her burning cheeks in his neck and nuzzling him affectionately.
Huo Yanzhi cupped her face, forcing her to look at him.
He asked, in a morbid way, about the deepest fear buried in his heart.
"Yaoyao, look at me."
"If I weren't the way you see me... would you still want me?"
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