Chapter 65 Little Umbrella
A hot yet soft tongue thrusts back and forth inside her mouth, kissing her without any rhyme or reason.
Ruan Yi's lips turned red from the impact, and her tongue went numb.
He is definitely the worst kisser in the world.
It's all emotion, no skill whatsoever.
"Mmm..." Ruan Yi got angry from the kiss. The effects of the drug made her irritable and weak. She raised her hand and pressed it against his chest.
Her hands were still weak, but at this moment they came with a brute force, and she pushed the man away forcefully.
The girl was even fuming when her palm touched his burning cheek.
The man was completely stunned; his blond hair fell across his forehead, obscuring half of his reddened eye.
He had no experience to begin with, and being suddenly pushed away made him feel like he had been put on pause.
The lingering afterglow of the kiss still lingered in her hazy eyes, and a sense of grievance slowly surfaced.
Why did she suddenly become unhappy?
The man subconsciously pursed his lips, as if still savoring that fleeting yet sweet tenderness.
Ruan Yi was already delirious, her consciousness swept away by the heat wave, leaving only her most instinctive cravings.
Looking up at him, she said, "I want..."
The man's cheeks flushed bright red, the color spreading from his ears all the way down his neck, turning him into a little fireball in an instant.
His mind was in complete chaos, and he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.
Wait, when doing that kind of thing... where do you start?
While she was panicking, Ruan Yi impatiently reached out to unbutton his shirt, her fingertips haphazardly tugging at the fabric, her eyes hazy and anxious.
He was terrified, fearing that someone might see the girl in this state.
He suddenly scooped her up in his arms, his arms trembling, and rushed into the nearest room as if fleeing for his life.
"Stop dawdling!" Ruan Yi said, getting impatient.
The girl's fingertips, burning hot, hooked downwards, heading straight for his waistband.
Her movements were hurried and chaotic; she was determined to tear something off without any regard for anything else.
The man instantly reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his hair standing on end.
"Huh! Huh?!"
He frantically held onto his waistband with one hand, while his other hand still had to hold the person steadily.
He was so stiff he was practically frozen solid, and his ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
"Don't, don't touch me like that!"
He himself was puzzled. The person he had been longing for was clearly in his arms, and his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest.
But at this moment, all I could hear in my mind was the alarm bell of "It's all over, it's all over".
He clutched his waistband tightly as if protecting some precious treasure, a wave of shame rushing down his spine to the top of his head, yet he still shouted with a flushed face.
"I don't have a small umbrella!"
As soon as he spoke, his cheeks burned even more, but his mind raced uncontrollably.
How can we do without that?
He had heard people say before that not taking proper precautions is not only unhygienic, but also bad for a girl's health.
What's more... He secretly glanced at the person in his arms whose face was flushed, and his heart clenched.
She's so young, she definitely hasn't thought about having children, and birth control pills are definitely not an option, they have side effects!
These thoughts solidified his resolve, and he gripped his waistband even tighter.
"Are you even a man?!" Ruan Yicai had no idea what he was thinking; she just felt like she was being tortured to the point of madness.
The meat was right in front of them, but they wouldn't let them eat it.
The man looked at the tearful little one in his arms, feeling anxious, angry, and mostly heartbroken.
"You're not thinking straight right now! You can't, you can't do this!"
They're going to be together for the rest of their lives, so how can their first moment of such significance turn out like this?
He had even planned it out long ago: he would find the perfect moment, when she was sober and willing, to ask her "Is it okay?" and then let her enjoy herself.
Instead of the current panicked state, like someone stealing something, we must not let her take any risks while she is not in a clear-headed state.
He gripped his waistband even tighter, as if he were guarding some sacred and inviolable territory.
"What kind of young couple is so ambiguous about their first time together? No way!"
Ruan Yi was held back tightly. The effects of the drug burned her consciousness away, leaving her only with a raging heat all over her body and an unrelieved sense of grievance.
Seeing that she couldn't break through the barrier, Ruan Yi became so anxious that she kept pounding her fists on the bed, her little fists making loud thuds. She was about to burst into tears, like a little animal whose cat treat had been stolen, both fierce and pitiful.
Seeing Ruan Yi's state, the man hurriedly moved two steps in place, but dared not actually leave, and was so anxious that he became incoherent.
"Then... how about... I help you in another way?"
Ruan Yi no longer understood what methods were used; she only knew that there was the word "help".
In his chaotic consciousness, he grasped at a straw and nodded his head like a rattle drum.
He closed his eyes briefly, as if making a tremendous decision, and gently pressed down on her swaying shoulders, his fingertips trembling.
Moonlight streamed into the room through the window, falling directly on the man's reddened earlobes and on the girl's hazy eyes, made misty by the heat.
The moisture in her eyes gradually turned into a different kind of dampness, and her lips parted slightly, letting out soft, trembling breaths.
Only suppressed breathing remained, occasionally mixed with his clumsy and helpless whispers of comfort, gently drifting through the corners of the room.
Until his forearms were completely soaked.
I don't know how much time passed before I heard heavy footsteps as someone entered the bathroom.
She was well taken care of, and after the effects of the drug wore off, she fell asleep soundly on the bed.
The tranquility of the corridor was disrupted by a series of hurried footsteps. The man walked so fast that the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind as he rushed forward.
From the moment Ruan Yi was discovered to be missing, the string of reason had already been taut.
He had long since abandoned any pretense of decorum in a business setting, and bumped into a man with his neck hunched over.
Judging from his clothes, he's Seren's assistant.
Before the other person could react, Fu Jingchen had already reached out and grabbed his collar, lifting him off the ground. The collar tightened so much that the other person's face turned pale.
Where is Seren?
The man futilely kicked twice in the air with his toes.
"Mr. Seren is... in the innermost suite..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man was thrown aside as if he were a piece of waste paper.
As I pushed open the door, a familiar fragrance wafted over, but before I could even take a good sniff, it was immediately overwhelmed by another strong, cloying men's cologne.
Seren was sitting on the sofa rubbing a spot, his face as sour as if he had just swallowed a fly.
When he saw Fu Jingchen come in, he immediately stood up as if his fur had been bristled, looking like a mad dog about to rush up and bite someone.
"You've come at the perfect time! Your assistant..."
Fu Jingchen ignored him, his gaze sweeping across the room before landing precisely on the carpet.
There was a faint glimmer of light; it was Ruan Yi's earring, which had probably fallen off due to the sudden movement.
The air suddenly turned cold, and the man's eyes were as dark as a frozen black sea.
Those eyes, which were usually so restrained, were now filled with an unfathomable darkness.
Where is she?
Seren was taken aback by his appearance, then became even angrier, uttering a few curses.
"Damn it! That crazy woman got away! She was drugged but still had so much strength, she almost crippled me!"
He clutched his groin, glaring fiercely at Fu Jingchen.
"If the Anderson family line ends, I will make you and her die together!"
Fu Jingchen's fingers tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning bluish-white. He stepped forward, grabbed Seren's tie, and pulled him close.
"I'll ask you one more time, where did she go?"
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