Chapter 77 I'm Stronger
Why is this person still in Hong Kong?
Jiang Tingwan opened the door and prepared to explain things to him.
She had no interest in these relationships right now, so there was no need for him to waste his time on them.
But as soon as the door cracked, the tall figure suddenly pressed forward.
He also smelled damp because it was raining outside.
Jiang Tingwan didn't have time to react.
Lu Zhaoye's palm slammed heavily on the door panel, causing the whole door to buzz and then close.
His other hand clasped the back of her neck and his cool thumb stroked her earlobe.
Jiang Tingwan only had time to see the red corners of his eyes before his hot lips covered hers without any explanation.
His breath was mixed with the spicy flavor of whiskey, and his tongue pried open her pearly teeth. She staggered back, her lower back hitting the entrance cabinet hard.
"open!"
Jiang Tingwan struggled hard, and her nails left red marks on the man's neck.
Lu Zhaoye seemed not to feel the pain. He clamped her wrists with one hand and used his other arm to lift her up into the air through her knees.
The lights in the corridor quickly receded before her eyes. Jiang Tingwan heard her own violent heartbeat in the dizziness until her back sank heavily into the soft mattress.
The crisp sound of slapping exploded in the silent room.
Jiang Tingwan's red palms were still numb.
"Lu Zhaoye, are you crazy?"
Five fingerprints appeared on the man's profile, but he smiled in a paranoid and crazy manner, and his collar loosened as his Adam's apple rolled.
"Yes, I am crazy."
"If they can do it, why can't I?"
He reached out and ripped open the top button of his shirt, then inexplicably took out a pair of handcuffs that glowed with a cold light from his pocket. The sound of metal colliding startled Jiang Tingwan's pupils and shrank suddenly.
With two crisp "clicks", Jiang Tingwan's slender wrists were locked tightly to the head of the bed.
She instinctively wanted to step back, but Lu Zhaoye grabbed her with his long arms and pulled her into his arms.
The man's hot lips fell from her trembling eyelids, brushed across her red earlobes, and rubbed against her collarbone.
The jasmine scent on Jiang Tingwan's body mixed with his agarwood scent, entwining Lu Zhaoye's mind like a vine. His vague murmurs were wrapped in hot breath:
"Smells so good..."
"You really smell good..."
He murmured and buried his face in the crook of her neck, his teeth gently rolling over her collarbone, his fingers already hooked on the straps of her nightgown.
"Lu Zhaoye, can you try again?"
Jiang Tingwan's voice was as cold as ice, but her bound wrists had red marks from excessive force.
Lu Zhaoye looked up when he heard that, his scarlet eyes filled with madness and forbearance, and suddenly he put her finger into his mouth.
The tip of his tongue licked her cold fingertips, his teeth gently bit her knuckles, and his hoarse voice mixed with a hot and humid breath:
"Well, I'll try."
His palm roamed along her slender waist, and his thumb repeatedly stroked the most sensitive depression in her waist.
Jiang Tingwan raised her leg to kick him, but the man's knee pinned her between her legs.
Lu Zhaoye held her in his arms, his hot chest against her back and his chin resting on the top of her head.
In the almost suffocating silence, he stopped moving, a suppressed sigh escaped from his throat, and his tense muscles gradually relaxed.
In the end, he didn't do that, but just hugged her tighter in his arms.
His chin rubbed the top of her head, and his rough palms covered her wrists that were rubbed red by the handcuffs, and he lay down holding her.
Jiang Tingwan felt his violently heaving chest gradually stabilize, and heard his long breaths in her ears.
She looked up and saw that beside her handcuffed wrists, the man's clasped fingers were still unconsciously buttoning the corner of her clothes.
The rain outside the window stopped at some point, and the moonlight shone through the gauze curtains onto the two entangled people.
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early morning.
Jiang Tingwan opened her eyes, only to meet Lu Zhaoye's burning gaze.
His slender fingers were caressing her earlobe carelessly, and he was also happy to see her wake up.
Instead of dodging, he raised the corners of his lips.
"woke up?"
His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of smile.
Jiang Tingwan raised her hand to hit him, but he firmly grabbed her wrist and then pressed his warm lips to her palm and kissed it lightly.
"So soft..."
"I should have done this a long time ago."
He undid the handcuffs and gently rubbed her red wrists with his fingertips.
"Does it hurt?"
It sounded like he felt sorry for her, but there was no guilt in his eyes.
Jiang Tingwan broke free from his shackles.
"You bastard."
"Well, I'm an asshole."
Lu Zhaoye laughed softly and hugged her tightly, his nose rubbing against her neck.
After a night, he suddenly figured it out.
Since I can't forget this woman no matter what, why bother to dwell on the causes and consequences?
"Since they can..."
He bit her collarbone gently, and said in a low voice with temptation, "Why not choose me?"
His fingertips brushed across her waistline, causing her to shiver.
"I am stronger than them..."
Then he released her, stood up and walked to the door.
Jiang Tingwan glared at him and secretly swore in her heart that she would never open the door for him again.
However, Lu Zhaoye spoke as if he could see through her thoughts:
"It's no use locking the door. I learned how to pick locks in the army."
He suddenly softened his tone.
"Once I finish dealing with things in Kyoto, I'll come and accompany you, okay?"
Jiang Tingwan couldn't bear it any longer and threw a pillow over.
"roll!"
If she had known he was so crazy, she would never have let him in!
But he caught the pillow steadily. Lu Zhaoye picked it up with a smile and took a deep breath.
“It smells really good…”
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As soon as Lu Zhaoye opened the door, he bumped into Wen Nian who was carrying breakfast.
The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze into ice.
"Oh."
Lu Zhaoye sneered and deliberately bumped into Wen Nian's shoulder as they passed by.
The gloom on Wen Nian's face disappeared in an instant.
But when he saw the fresh teeth marks on Jiang Tingwan's collarbone, his pupils suddenly contracted.
The knuckles of his fingers turned white as he gripped the plastic bag. He could hardly hold the smile on his face, but he quickly forced himself to relax.
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Tingwan picked up the water cup, and the water marks on her throat shone with tiny gleams in the morning light.
"Sister, I bought you breakfast."
Wen Nian raised the plastic bag in his hand and put on a harmless smile on his face.
"Don't you have no money?" Jiang Tingwan raised her eyebrows.
Wen Nian pursed his lips in grievance: "I still have this little money, sister."
He leaned closer as if unintentionally, his eyes lingering on her collarbone, "Sister, what is your relationship with him? Will I make him misunderstand me?"
Jiang Tingwan sneered and glanced at him with a half-smile, as if he would not have come if he had misunderstood.
He deliberately played the victim in front of her yesterday and pretended to be innocent today. Did he really think she couldn't see through his little trick?
"My relationship with him..." She deliberately dragged out her tone, "It's almost the same as your relationship with that rich woman."
Seeing Wen Nian's expression froze instantly, she continued to talk nonsense in a good mood:
"But he has a strong backer. Don't come next time. Be careful that he may hire someone to kill you."
Jiang Tingwan took a bite of the bun slowly.
No, who doesn’t have money to buy crab roe buns?
The smile on Wen Nian's face was about to fade away. Who put the crab roe buns there...
"The crab bun owner felt sorry for me and gave me this one as a gift."
Jiang Tingwan didn't bother to pay attention to him. She finished her breakfast in a few bites, picked up her bag and prepared to go out:
"Don't buy it tomorrow. I don't like breakfast."
As she reached the door she looked back, "And, you only have six days left."
"Sister, you're driving me away again..."
Wen Nian's voice sounded so aggrieved that water could drip out of it.
"Your rich woman is so powerful,"
Jiang Tingwan put one hand on the door handle and raised the corners of her eyes slightly when she looked back.
"What if they find out that I took you in and come to punish me?"
She opened her red lips slightly, but the words she uttered were merciless, "You can't repay kindness with enmity, right?"
Wen Nian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the only response he got was the sound of a door slamming.
He stood there, staring at the closed door for a long time, and suddenly laughed softly.
Her slender fingers stroked the door frame she had just leaned against, and a gleam of determination flashed in her eyes.
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