He was hit unexpectedly and his head was tilted. His lips felt hot, but there were also a few cool traces. He knew without looking that the corner of his lips was broken.
He bit her lip, and Su Qingci cut his lip in return.
Yan Xuanye sneered. "Great! She can't stand being wronged at all. She's worthy of being the woman he's eyeing."
Yan Xuanye ignored the slap on his cheek, his eyes reddened as he angrily said, "I told you before I left that once you stamp your seal, you're mine. How dare you still think about someone else?"
He pinched her chin again. Jealousy and possessiveness had clouded his mind. "Su Qingci, do you really think I have a good temper?"
"If you make a mistake, you must be punished, otherwise you will never learn the lesson."
After saying that, he climbed onto the bed, pressed Su Qingci under him, and tore off her clothes with his hands.
She struggled hard: "Let go, you beast."
Yan Xuanye was stunned for two seconds after hearing this. His sneer widened, and he clamped down on her struggling movements. "You forced me to do this. I didn't want to touch you so soon. I wanted you to rest for a few days and heal yourself."
"But what about you? You're always thinking about that man in your dreams. What's so good about him that makes you think about him like that?"
Su Qingci wanted to speak, but his right hand covered her lips. "Hold it back. I don't want to listen."
"So what if you love him?"
"Look carefully for me, who is underneath you now!"
"It's said that the people of the Central Plains value etiquette the most and require women to be loyal. But if Lu Huan knew that he was killing enemies on the battlefield while his wife was enjoying the company of another man."
"What do you think...what will he think of you?"
Su Qingci's eyes widened, and she stretched out her hands, wanting to scratch his face with her nails. Although her mouth was covered, she continued to curse at Yan Xuanye, "Don't touch me! You beast, Yan Xuanye, you will not live well."
Die a miserable death...
The people of the Central Plains often say: "My body and hair are given by my parents, I dare not damage them..."
Such a Han Chinese woman who takes good care of her body cursed him to die a bad death. It seems that she really hates him.
Even though his heart was broken, he still pretended to be calm, as if he would not feel any pain or discomfort.
Yan Xuanye stared at her intensely for a long moment, then placed a light kiss on her lips and said like a lecher, "Even if you feel comfortable later, you have to be quiet. The tent is not soundproof."
"But as long as you don't feel ashamed, there's no need to hide it. We Fengyuan people are very open-minded. There are probably several couples making love in the bushes outside right now."
She had experienced this kind of humiliation of defeat once before in the Prince's Mansion, but she was saved by Lu Huan that time.
As for this time, Su Qingci knew in his heart that he probably couldn't escape.
She regretted not putting a hairpin under her pillow so that she could insert it into the aorta in his neck at a critical moment.
But Yan Xuanye had told her before that she didn't need to wait for him in the evening because he had something to go out for, so she didn't prepare.
Now being pinned down by him, Su Qingci felt angry and anxious at the thought that he might let Lu Huan down. His hands and feet were shaking, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Yan Xuanye's heart softened for a moment, but he soon hardened his heart and still had no intention of letting her go.
It is said that women in the Central Plains follow their husband wherever he goes. Once they marry a man, no matter what happened before, they will make concessions and sacrifices for him and stay with him until old age.
In that case, I can't follow her will tonight.
As long as tonight is over, she will be obedient and fall in love with him. There will only be room for him in her eyes and heart.
The sound of rapid breathing continued to surround her ears, and no matter how she tried to hide, she could not escape it. Yan Xuanye locked her tightly in his arms.
Calling her name over and over again.
Aci, Aci.
The voice, filled with possessiveness and desire, lingered like a curse.
Su Qingci's soft black hair spread out, and she was pressed down by him with a flushed face. She was powerless to struggle or shout, and could only let Yan Xuanye take endless pleasure from her...
The clothes had been completely removed, revealing the wolf head tattoo on Yan Xuanye's right chest.
The tattoo of the wolf's head was extremely vivid. When she looked into his eyes, it was as if the wolf had come alive. His substantial gaze was filled with bloodthirsty cruelty and murderous intent, staring coldly at her.
Just like Yan Xuanye, he is cruel, cold-blooded and powerful.
In addition, the green earring on his left ear was even brighter under the reflection of the candlelight, making him look wild and flamboyant.
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I am so ashamed and angry that I want to die.
These four words perfectly revealed Su Qingci's mood, especially when she found that under Yan Xuanye's teasing and actions, she gradually developed an indescribable feeling.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and guilt and grief swept over her heart.
Su Qingci grabbed the wolfskin on the couch, refusing to make any sound.
After a long time, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't hold on any longer. She cried and begged, "Yan Xuanye, please kill me."
It was her fault that she hadn't been able to kill him.
But she was unwilling to be humiliated like this, especially by such a cold-blooded man who was scheming against her country and her.
Yan Xuanye paused in his galloping movements and sneered, "You'd rather die than be touched by me? Do you want to be a chaste and heroic woman before you die, and go to hell with your short-lived husband?"
He didn't get angry, but just watched her make a fuss, thinking that after she was done making a fuss, and became his woman tonight, maybe she would be able to accept this fact tomorrow.
After saying that, he turned around and dropped rouge plum blossoms on her delicate skin.
She gritted her teeth and uttered a few words one after another, "He is... no, he is... a short-lived ghost..." He will live a hundred years.
He pinched her waist and panted, "Oh, all right. Tomorrow I will send another 100,000 troops to Prince Ning, and I will wait and see how Lu Huan dies."
Although he was also breathing heavily, it was still much better than Su Qingci. At least he didn't have to speak a complete sentence in a halting manner.
Su Qingci arched her body, repeatedly trying to pull away from his clutches. However, Yan Xuanye, breathing heavily, pinched her waist and dragged her back.
After tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, Yan Xuanye became very addicted.
The ignited fire of lust has been burning for too long, and even if you pour water on it once or twice, it will be difficult to put out the fire.
Seeing Su Qingci's flushed face and weak limbs under him, he felt happy and excited.
But then she thought again that she had done it with Lu Huan many times before, so many times that no matter how hard he tried to get it back tonight, she couldn't get it back. She felt depressed and irritated.
From her reaction, one could tell how many times Lu Huan had tried before. Thinking of this, jealousy surged in his heart, and his actions became a little rough, causing her to cry out.
It was like crying but not crying, like a cat's meow, soft and tender, tickling his heart. Hearing her cry, Yan Xuanye felt much better.
I originally wanted to ask her who was more powerful between me and Lu Huan, but now I am too lazy to ask.
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