The force around his waist tightened continuously, and Meng Jiuyi felt as if he was about to be crushed. It was clear that the man was furious.
Seeing him angry, Meng Jiuyi felt a sense of relief and laughed.
"It seems you'd rather kill me than have something happen. Go ahead and do it."
The moment she finished speaking, her lips were bitten hard. Tan Yuchen gripped her chin and bit down hard. Meng Jiuyi winced in pain and instinctively backed away.
But his neck was grabbed and pulled back, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he struggled.
He was already no match for her strength, let alone her peeled egg. His hands were on her waist, and without any kneading, the thick calluses rubbing against her made her weak all over.
Meng Jiuyi pretended to stab him with a knife, but Tan Yuchen suddenly grabbed her hand, not to pull away the blade, but to use the momentum to pull her away.
The blade instantly pierced his shoulder.
The sound of flesh being cut and torn was clearly audible, and blood immediately spread, staining her fingers.
Meng Jiuyi's expression changed drastically in an instant.
"you....."
Tan Yuchen paid no attention to the wound on his shoulder, his breath was hot, and his forehead was pressed against hers.
"Feeling better now?"
The stench of blood filled his nostrils, and Meng Jiuyi bit his lip, remaining silent.
"That means there isn't one."
He gripped her hand tightly again, and Meng Jiuyi didn't have time to pull back. Half of the blade instantly pierced his shoulder. Even through his black shirt, the gruesome wound was clearly visible, and blood was spreading rapidly.
She was so frightened that she tried to pull her hand away, but she couldn't; he still held it tightly in his hand.
Shouting about killing people and actually cutting flesh together are completely different experiences; Meng Jiuyi's face gradually turned pale.
"Tan Yuchen, if you're going crazy, don't drag me into it!"
"Weren't you just swearing you'd kill me?"
Tan Yuchen's gaze was intense. "What, are you reluctant to part with it now?"
Of course not, she just doesn't want to go to jail yet.
"You think that's possible? If you want to die, don't get my eyes dirty."
Tan Yuchen grabbed her chin and pulled her back, forcing her to look him in the eye.
"I agreed to that deal just now."
Meng Jiuyi's pupils widened.
Before she could react, her neck was grabbed and pulled back. Tan Yuchen bit her lip, and as they spun around and shifted positions, she was pressed back onto the sofa.
Meng Jiuyi's first reaction was to struggle, but the man's fingers slipped between her fingers, forcing her slender fingers to hang limply, interlocking with hers.
She thought it was the kind of kiss she had just received, and closed her eyes, thinking she might as well just pretend she was being eaten by a pig.
But after waiting for several seconds, there seemed to be no movement.
Meng Jiuyi couldn't help but open his eyes.
Tan Yuchen was right above her, no more than half a breath away. His deep black eyes met hers, his gaze intense and unfathomable.
He stared at her intently.
From her delicate eyebrows and high nose to her rosy lips.
Depicting it inch by inch.
Under that gaze, Meng Jiuyi's nerves suddenly tightened. Staring at his extremely aggressive face so close to hers, she didn't know where to look.
He met her nervousness and slowly lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
A very gentle force.
Meng Jiuyi was stunned for a moment, then felt his kisses fall on her eyelids, the tip of her nose, and her cheeks, like feathers gently brushing against her skin, it was so ticklish.
The fact that it drifts so slowly makes it all the more unsettling, like waiting for a dull knife to fall. You're on edge, but it just won't come down.
She had stopped breathing.
"Can you hurry up—"
Then he moved his nose away and pressed his lips against mine.
A very soft, dry touch landed on Meng Jiuyi's lips, like a feather brushing against them. He didn't explore further, his lips pressed against hers, gently nibbling and caressing, their breaths spraying onto each other's faces.
Meng Jiuyi was trembling uncontrollably, finding it even more torturous than a deep kiss.
His voice was low, carrying a hint of inherent laziness.
"I just spoke without thinking in a moment of anger. President Meng is magnanimous, please don't hold a grudge against an ugly person like me."
The man's kiss lingered on her ear, "Do you remember that night on the cruise ship when I kissed you?"
Meng Jiuyi's eyes widened suddenly, not understanding why he was saying this.
"I didn't answer your calls for the past two weeks while I was abroad. I was trying to make the most of my time, so I could come back as soon as possible and wait for you to come and settle accounts with me. Instead, I was met with a huge, overwhelming surprise."
Tan Yuchen's Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly. "Actually, what I really wanted to say was..."
His voice was very soft, carrying a hint of the young master's reluctance to speak, but Meng Jiuyi still heard it clearly.
She suddenly opened her eyes wide, somewhat doubting her ears.
He said.
I'm insanely jealous.
What is he doing again, using a conciliatory strategy? He slapped her and then gave her a treat.
Meng Jiuyi's heart was already ice-cold; she wouldn't fall for his act.
He suddenly turned his head and kissed her, forcefully capturing her lips, no longer satisfied with the previous fleeting kiss. Tan Yuchen's fingers dug deep into her hair, domineeringly lifting the back of her head, forcing her to open her lips.
The tips of our tongues touch, and our breaths mingle.
She was forced to accept everything he gave her, and her heartbeat suddenly became erratic.
As the kiss deepened, the sound of wetness spread from shallow to deep, accompanied by her labored breathing. But with his hand tightly clasped around the back of her head, she had no way to pull away. She felt a force pulling her towards him, and her limbs melted away.
The heat seeping from her pores spread to Meng Jiuyi's cheeks, making it hard for her to breathe.
It was at that moment that she suddenly understood what the internet said about kissing being so much closer than sex. Their hearts pounded wildly across their chests; she could feel the man's heartbeat was many times faster, which in turn made her heart race.
She suddenly felt a strong pang of sadness in her nose and strongly resisted the feeling he was giving her.
When the kiss ended, they were both lost in the moment. Tan Yuchen's forehead was pressed against hers, and he was breathing heavily.
"This is what I wanted."
He placed his finger on her heart and gently tapped it. "Give it to me?"
Meng Jiuyi replied almost without hesitation, "It's impossible in this lifetime."
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I'm late. These chapters were really difficult to write, and I kept rewriting them after finishing them.
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