Chapter 226 Adding Fuel to the Fire
Jiang Yuan endured the pain in her wrist and reached out to knock the phone that Yin Dong placed to his ear.
Then she took his hand, leaned forward, and pressed her lips against his.
The cell phone was knocked to the ground. It was still buzzing, but she could no longer hear what Yan Yiru was saying on the other end of the line. She used the tip of her tongue to pry open his cold lips and swiftly penetrated them.
The rage rising from Yin Dong's chest was stuck in his throat. A long-lost sweet fragrance spread softly between his lips and teeth, just like drinking a mouthful of lingering sweet sugar water. It made his brain shut down in an instant, and instantly ignited his instincts that had been suppressed for a long time.
Jiang Yuan had injuries on her wrists and ankles, and her movements were restricted. He soon took control of her. He put one hand around her waist and the other on the back of her neck, supporting her while also restraining her between his palms.
The quilt covering her accidentally slipped off the bed and fell to the ground. She was wearing a slightly loose hospital gown, and her long, thick, jet-black hair was draped over her shoulders, making her small face look particularly delicate and fragile.
The gradually accelerating breathing sounds of the two people were not only particularly clear in the quiet ward, but even the person on the other end of the phone could hear it clearly.
Under his powerful attack, Jiang Yuan gradually couldn't hold on any longer, and the protest in her throat turned into a tiny moan that escaped from between her lips and teeth.
He finally let her go and rested his forehead against hers, while his powerful hands kneaded her neck, along her earlobe, and then her cheek. His rough fingertips gently pressed her fresh, pink lips. His voice was extremely hoarse, "Next time, if you make me angry, just comfort me like this. Even the biggest anger will be extinguished by you."
Jiang Yuan glanced at the phone that was still on the ground. The male voice on the phone had stopped ringing since someone unknown.
Yin Dong also glanced at the ground, picked up his phone and put it on the table, pressed the hands-free key, and continued to use his eyes full of lust to wrap around Jiang Yuan. His magnetic and slow voice then rang in Jiang Yuan's ears, "It's time to take off your clothes."
Jiang Yuan looked at her phone and refused to cooperate with his bad taste.
She reached out to hang up the phone, but immediately heard a man's roar from the phone: "Don't touch her! Yin Dong, you bastard, do you believe I will kill you!"
Her fingers trembled, and her cheeks, which had just been radiant from Yin Dong's kiss, immediately changed color.
She had just coaxed Yin Dong, but Yan Yiru was obviously adding fuel to the fire.
Jiang Yuan's heart sank, and she spoke calmly to the irritable man on the phone, "Yan Yiru, I advise you not to go crazy. You can seek your own death, but don't spill blood on me."
Yin Dong raised his eyebrows and looked at her. Obviously, he was very satisfied with her reply. The anger aroused by Yan Yiru had disappeared.
He reached out and hung up the phone, then continued the kiss from before.
His hands were roaming dishonestly on her upper body. He kissed her and bit her lips while saying, "I really want to do it, is that okay?"
Jiang Yuan held his hand and adjusted her breathing. She couldn't exert much strength, but he obediently let her hold him down and didn't move. She slowly raised her eyes, her calm gaze piercing through the misty water. "No."
The strength in his hand loosened, and she saw the lust in his eyes recede. She added, "I don't have the strength."
His eyebrows sank, his Adam's apple rolled down twice, and he raised his hand to wipe away the wetness at the corner of her lips. He said slowly, "Then take some time to rest. There's no rush."
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