"Yaoyao, I want you to love me!"
He had always longed to become a loving couple with her, and this desire had taken root in his heart since he was a child.
When he married Ling, he once thought that he had fulfilled his childhood expectations. However, he later realized that this was not the case, and his love for Ling was not as deep and regretless as he thought.
In the past few years, he thought that he and Yaoyao were attracted to each other, and would grow old together, with a love deeper than the sea. However, he never expected that in the end, everything was just his wishful thinking, just a one-man show.
Jun Zechen's voice was filled with pleading. He suddenly hugged her waist tightly, his head resting on Su Jingyao's waist, his arms tightly holding her, his body trembling.
like?
Su Jingyao would never be like Jun Zechen is now, hurting herself because of loving others.
She stroked his head gently, her movements gentle but without any affection.
"Your Majesty, do you know what I like most about you?"
Jun Zechen, who had regained some clarity of mind, had a dark look in his eyes and a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart.
All the women liked his power.
Su Jingyao took his hands off her waist, held his face with both hands again, and bent down slightly.
Jun Zechen looked up at her in confusion.
Su Jingyao smiled and said, "I like it most when Brother Zechen loves me."
Her smile was gaudy and fake, and her eyes gleamed with greed.
"You have always loved me, and I will always love you."
Su Jingyao's voice was crisp, like a sharp lightning that exploded directly in Jun Zechen's mind, making his thoughts instantly confused.
Jun Zechen looked at her blankly, his expression of disbelief like a frozen mask.
Her eyes were filled with shock and deep frustration. How could she say such ambitious words? Wasn't he worthy of her love?
Suddenly, Jun Zechen's big hand was placed on the back of Su Jingyao's neck like an iron clamp, and the powerful force pushed her down directly.
His eyes burned with anger as he kissed her red lips fiercely.
Full of dominance and possessiveness, as if he wanted to devour her soul.
His queen is really ambitious, and Jun Zechen understands her hidden meaning.
Only he can give her everything she wants, and because he is the emperor, she will always like him.
Also because he is the emperor, she can only be his, and one day, she will fall in love with him!
Jun Zechen roared in his heart, and the kiss was as fierce and sadistic as a beast, without any mercy.
Even though Su Jingyao felt pain, she endured it. The bastard let her vent because her love at the moment was genuine.
A quarter of an hour later, Su Jingyao collapsed in his arms, gasping for breath.
The red lips were even a little broken.
After she calmed down a little, she gently leaned on his shoulder and rubbed it, "Your Majesty, are you not angry anymore?" Her voice was gentle.
Jun Zechen's hands were around her waist, rubbing her waist.
He was never simply angry at her, but rather fury, disappointment, resentment, pain, and humility...
She had acted out all these things in front of him before, and now he was experiencing them firsthand.
Jun Zechen murmured softly, "Hmm." What could he do now? Wasn't she being so unscrupulous because she relied on his love and affection for her?
Su Jingyao smiled and finally appeased him.
She stood up and asked, "Your Majesty, are you and I going back to the palace?"
Su Jingyao stretched out her hand. Jun Zechen first looked at her with complex and inexplicable emotions in his eyes. Then he shifted his gaze to her hand and put his hand on hers.
Su Jingyao smiled and took him back to the bedroom.
Just after closing the bedroom door, Jun Zechen pushed her against the door with his backhand. The force was so great that Su Jingyao's back hit the door heavily.
Then the wolf-like kiss came again, making Su Jingyao moan.
"It hurts, be gentle."
Su Jingyao couldn't help but shout, her voice begging for mercy.
But the dog man was not moved at all, and kissed more fiercely, kissing the neck, collarbone, shoulders, and all the way down, as if he wanted to vent all the anger and desire in his heart.
Damn it, he was definitely taking revenge on her.
Su Jingyao cursed in her heart, but was powerless to resist.
Soon, along the way, the dresses were scattered all over the ground like flying petals, and the figures of the two people were like frantic butterflies, from the door to the couch, and after a while, to the table.
The candlelight in the bedroom flickered, and in the dim light, the beauty's skin glowed with a moist and fair luster, like fine jade.
She sat on the table, her long hair falling like water as she tilted her head back, messy and charming.
Jun Zechen, with his waist bent, his fingers deeply embedded in her soft skin, his eyes unwilling to leave her body for a moment.
His eyes burned with burning desire and uncontrollable possessiveness.
Time passed minute by minute, and in the silent bedroom, ambiguous sounds rose and fell one after another, like a beautiful piece of music, with no sign of stopping.
"I'm really tired."
Su Jingyao's voice was filled with fatigue and pleading, her breathing was rapid and disordered, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her eyes were full of fatigue.
"But I want to punish you."
Jun Zechen's voice was low and hoarse, with an irresistible dominance.
Su Jingyao's hands drooped limply and lay directly on the table, her beautiful face full of helplessness and compromise.
That's it, she's done.
She slowly closed her eyes, gave up resistance, and let Jun Zechen do whatever he wanted.
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