Beside the steaming bathtub, Pei Jin pressed close to Yu Qiao, burying his head in her neck and tearing at her clothes.
The bath water was very hot, overflowing Yu Qiao's fair shoulders. She leaned weakly against Pei Jin's chest, tilting her head back and being forced to kiss him.
Suddenly, she pushed Pei Jin away, her fox-like eyes shimmering with tears: "Pei Jin, your wound..."
Pei Jin was originally just holding her on the sofa, but because she said "I feel sorry for you," he couldn't wait to carry her into the bathtub.
Yu Qiao's clothes were half-exposed, almost torn off, and her delicate face was flushed. She tilted her long, white neck back and stared intently at Pei Jin.
"It's alright." Pei Jin's voice was deep as he took her hand and kissed it.
His dark eyes gradually turned crimson, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he raised his other hand to wipe the sweat from Yu Qiao's face: "Baby, is it okay here?"
Seeing the savage desire churning in his eyes, Yu Qiao took a step back in fear, swallowed hard, and wrapped her arms around Pei Jin's strong waist, saying in a sweet voice, "I'm still in a little pain."
"I'll be very gentle." Pei Jin carefully pressed down on her shoulder, the smooth and soft skin making his breathing heavier.
“But your injury…” Yu Qiao hesitated.
Pei Jin bent down, his forehead touching her smooth forehead, and coaxed, "Baby, it's precisely because I'm injured that I need you even more."
"I want to do it with you."
"I really want to... okay?"
The man's voice, pure and slightly intoxicating like red wine, drifted into Yu Qiao's ears. A mischievous smile flashed in his foxy eyes. She pressed against Pei Jin's chest, feigning resistance, and whispered her accusation, "But didn't someone say that he wasn't interested in me and didn't like me?"
Those words...
Pei Jin looked surprised, recalling his initial resistance and rejection of Yu Qiao.
At the time, although he had feelings for Yu Qiao, he never thought about having her or being with her, so he said those hurtful things.
Pei Jin's long, dark eyelashes trembled as he tightly embraced her soft waist: "It was my fault. I shouldn't have said those things back then."
Yu Qiao gave a soft "humph," placed her hands on his chest, and pushed him away slightly. Her slender fingers brushed aside her wet hair, and she lazily lifted her eyelids, her red lips curving into a smile: "So, now I'm going to reject you too."
The woman's voice sounded as if it were tainted with aphrodisiac, making one's mouth dry and heart race. Pei Jin felt his breathing becoming heavier and heavier. Seeing that Yu Qiao was about to leave the bath, he quickly grabbed her small hand.
He clung to Yu Qiao like a big dog, lowering his voice: "Baby, it's my fault, I was so ungrateful."
"Don't hold it against me, okay?"
"Forgive me, please give it to me..."
Yu Qiao looked up and saw Pei Jin's hot sweat dripping down his face. She raised her hand.
A bead of hot sweat dripped onto Yu Qiao's palm, as scalding as lava.
A smirk played on her lips, a hint of malice flashing in her eyes. Her soft hand gently caressed Pei Jin's lips, her gaze alluring: "Since that's the case, then Brother Pei Jin, if you beg me again, I'll agree to be with you..."
Pei Jin's jaw tightened, and he said, "Fine, I beg you."
"Baby, please..."
......
The following afternoon.
As soon as Yu Qiao got out of the car, a disheveled woman rushed over and grabbed her clothes, her expression frantic: "Are you Yu Qiao?!"
"Are you Pei Jin's girlfriend?!"
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