She did it on purpose.
I deliberately provoked him, deliberately watched him lose control, and deliberately told him this in this way.
His every reaction was under her control.
Yu Jiuyuan slowly raised her eyes, her lips still pressed against his palm, but her eyes were like ice tempered by fire, carrying a provocative and controlling desire: "Rong Shenghan, remember this feeling."
Her voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable power: "Your body, your emotions, everything about you... belongs to me."
"I'll make you jealous, then you'll feel sour."
"I need to arouse you so you can get hard."
"I'll make you feel pain so you'll frown."
With each word she spoke, her tongue would lightly lick his palm, as if branding it or inflicting pain.
Rong Shenghan could no longer hold back.
He grabbed her wrist with his other hand, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.
This kiss was unlike the restraint he had shown in the living room earlier; it carried a desperate, mad, and predatory intent. His tongue pried open her teeth, forcefully sweeping over her breath, as if he wanted to devour her whole being.
Yu Jiuyuan did not resist. Instead, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and responded to his kiss.
As their lips and tongues intertwined, she could taste his suppressed anger and intense possessiveness, like a mellow wine that made her slightly tipsy.
That's insane.
They've all gone mad.
One enjoys the thrill of being in control, while the other succumbs to the willingness to be tamed.
When they were almost breathless from the kiss, Rong Shenghan finally released her slightly, his forehead pressed against hers, his breathing heavy like a bellows.
He looked at her reddened eyes and moist lips, his eyes surging with an intense, possessive desire: "Yu Jiuyuan, you... vixen."
Yu Jiuyuan smiled, her eyes crinkling like a cat that had stolen a piece of candy.
She reached out and gently stroked his taut jawline, her fingertips tracing his lips: "And you? Are you enjoying it?"
Rong Shenghan did not answer, but lowered his head and kissed her again.
The flames in the fireplace still flickered, casting the shadows of the two embracing on the wall, a scene both tender and passionate.
The snow outside the window started falling again sometime earlier, silently settling on the roof of the villa, as if drawing a gentle curtain for this out-of-control entanglement.
Yu Jiuyuan knew that she had won another round in this game called "taming".
As for the lingering jealousy in Rong Shenghan's heart?
It doesn't matter.
She had plenty of ways to make him willingly burn for her amidst the flames of jealousy.
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