Chapter 20 Rose
Qiao Yu drove the car, speeding all the way, just wanting to go home quickly to hide the cake and flowers. But she didn't expect to see Jiang Zhan sitting on the sofa in the living room as soon as she entered the door, and the servants were no longer there.
Qiao Yu froze, only thinking to herself why Jiang Zhan came back so quickly, leaving her no time to hide the cake. However, she didn't notice that there was something wrong with Jiang Zhan at this moment.
After a moment, Qiao Yu finally accepted the fact that her surprise plan had failed. She pouted and walked towards Jiang Zhan, saying coquettishly, "Zhan... why are you back so early? I was thinking..."
Before Qiao Yu could finish her words, she had just walked to the sofa when Jiang Zhan snatched the cake and roses from her hands and threw them away.
Qiao Yu was startled. Before she could react, she felt a sharp pain on her lips. She was already in Jiang Zhan's arms, unable to move. It was only then that Qiao Yu noticed the hostility and cruelty in Jiang Zhan's eyes.
Jiang Zhan reached out and clasped Qiao Yu's neck tightly, which was more like biting than kissing. Qiao Yu felt pain and could not help but struggle.
But this action only infuriated Jiang Zhan further. He grasped her in his arms, pinning her down, silencing all her resistance. A madness ablaze within him, his eyes crimson, and he growled like a trapped beast, "Why did you go see him? Why did you accept his flowers? What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong? Why didn't you just wait for me to come back..."
"Ah, Ah Zhan..." Qiao Yu wanted to explain, but before he could finish, his mouth was blocked by him again, and he could only make "Mmm" sounds.
His kiss was brutal and overbearing, and his long tongue, filled with overwhelming anger, broke into her mouth mercilessly and swept through it.
Jiang Zhan had already lost his mind. He returned home full of joy, wanting to give Qiao Yu a surprise, but he learned that she had gone out early in the morning. He thought she had just gone out shopping, but when his phone connection was restored, the first email he received was a photo of her from his subordinate.
——In the photo, Qiao Yu smiled sweetly and accepted a rose given to her by a man.
He would never forget that man, because that man had once stood at the fork in the road outside her house, holding a bouquet of the same roses, waiting for her to keep her appointment on her seventeenth birthday.
If he hadn't forcibly taken Qiao Yu away, they might have gone out together at that time. What would happen then? Would he confess his feelings to her? Would they date?
The more Jiang Zhan thought about it, the more possible it seemed, and the angrier he became. Qiao Yu was his, and no one could take her away from him!
Qiao Yu's lips were numb from his kiss, so she tilted her head slightly, hoping to calm him down. But in Jiang Zhan's eyes, Qiao Yu's actions all turned into resistance to him.
Jiang Zhan's eyes grew even more violent, a twisted gloom brewing in his deep eyes. He pinched Qiao Yu's chin with one hand, forcing her to accept his kiss obediently. With the other hand, he ripped open her coat and reached for her collar. With a "hiss" sound, Qiao Yu felt a chill in front of her.
"Hmm..." Qiao Yu was so limp from his kneading that she couldn't help but moan. Although she was willing, she felt a little uncomfortable under the pressure. She pushed Jiang Zhan tentatively, wanting him to loosen up a little, but no sound came out. Struggling would only make Jiang Zhan more crazy. Qiao Yu had no choice but to relax and let him knead her into a round shape.
But Qiao Yu's sudden relaxation made Jiang Zhan suddenly regain his sanity.
Qiao Yu finally got a chance to catch his breath. He gasped for breath and stared at Jiang Zhan with his eyes wide open.
Jiang Zhan looked at Qiao Yu's flushed face, swollen lips, and torn and messy clothes, a flicker of struggle in his eyes. Seeing Qiao Yu glaring at him again, he remembered how Qiao Yu had been afraid of him before. He didn't dare face Qiao Yu like that, so he stood up, suppressing his tense desire, carried Qiao Yu to the room, put her down, said, "Rest well," and fled.
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Qiao Yu slowed down, went upstairs to put on a nightgown, and then went back downstairs to pick up the cake and roses.
The cake had been smashed beyond recognition, and the rose petals were scattered all over the floor. Qiao Yu sighed, and thinking of what he had just said, she understood a little bit more. She felt angry, distressed, and amused all at once.
Since the cake and flowers are already ruined, I might as well just go ahead and deliver the gifts.
Qiao Yu returned to her room and quickly showered, then pulled out the skirt she'd bought at the lingerie store. The skirt was made of translucent gauze, and wearing it was practically the same as not wearing anything at all; it covered nothing, though it added a touch of haziness. Qiao Yu herself was a little afraid to look, shyly lowering her head. Then, she wrapped herself in a bathrobe and went to Jiang Zhan's room.
Jiang Zhan was still taking a shower in the bathroom at this time.
He stood motionless under the shower, his eyes still filled with hostility, his gloomy pupils emitting a terrifying glint. Jiang Zhan thought of Qiao Yu's charming smile in the photo, and jealousy was like a sharp blade stabbing and stirring in his heart. The spasmodic pain made him almost stop breathing.
He could no longer think, the raging beast in his heart was roaring madly - catch that man.
Jiang Zhan put on his bathrobe with a gloomy face. As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, he saw Qiao Yu sitting on his bed with a quilt in her arms, looking at him with wet eyes without blinking.
The desire that had just subsided rose again in an instant. Jiang Zhan's breathing began to become rapid, and he embarrassedly shifted his gaze away from Qiao Yu's face.
"Come here." Qiao Yu patted the edge of the bed, motioning him to come and sit down.
Jiang Zhan stood there without moving, his expression becoming more forbearing.
"Hurry up, come here!" Seeing that he didn't move, Qiao Yu shouted again, with urging in his tone.
Jiang Zhan couldn't refuse, so he could only restrain himself and walk to the side of the bed farthest away from her and sit down with his back to her.
Qiao Yu was very dissatisfied with his sitting position, so after he sat down, she leaned forward and threw her arms around his neck from behind, whispering, "What happened today is not what you think. I have nothing to do with that boy. I went to buy you a birthday cake. Their store happened to have an event and would give away roses. The pastry chef forgot to give it to me, so he just happened to give it to me. Don't think too much about it. Today is your birthday, you are the birthday star, you can't be angry!" Qiao Yu rubbed his neck like a spoiled child, "Happy birthday! Do you want the birthday present I prepared for you?"
Jiang Zhan gritted his teeth the moment Qiao Yu lunged at him, a surging wave of madness in his eyes, and he almost turned around and pressed on without a care in the world. But when he heard her serious explanation, and even said she wanted to give him a gift, Jiang Zhan restrained himself again, clutching his bathrobe tightly with both hands, and asked stiffly, "What gift?"
Qiao Yu looked at his back, her face flushed. With trembling hands, she gently took off her bathrobe and threw it on the ground. Then, covering her face in embarrassment, she stammered, "You, you turn around and take a look..."
Jiang Zhan restrained himself and turned his head slightly, seeing a scene that made his blood boil. She was kneeling on the bed, covered only by a loose white gauze. Her snow-white body was covered by the soft and transparent white gauze, and at this moment, because of shyness, it was slightly pink...
Jiang Zhan's eyes turned red. He took Qiao Yu in one hand and held her on his lap. With the other hand, he took her hands away from her face. He looked straight into her eyes, his eyes surging with the passion of a wild beast. His voice was tense, "Do you know what you are doing?"
Qiao Yu felt uneasy when he looked at her. She quickly looked away and whispered, "I, I'm giving you a gift... What? This gift... don't you want it?"
How could he not want it? He wanted it so much that he was almost going crazy!
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