The moment her lips relaxed, Mu Chenshuang briefly regained her senses, her hands trying to push him away, and she protested, "No...don't."
She probably didn't even realize that her refusal carried a lingering, intoxicating quality, like fine wine, so soft it felt like an invitation and a temptation.
Fu Junheng sensed her feigned resistance, and a dark, wicked smile crept onto his lips as he kissed her, deepening the intensity of his kiss.
Immediately afterwards.
He withdrew one hand, slipped his arm under Mu Chenshuang's knees, lifted her legs and placed them on the bed, hooked his fingers around the belt at her waist, and pulled, causing her outer garment to instantly fall apart.
Throughout the entire process, his lips never parted from the woman's thin lips for a moment, as if he wanted to devour her reason completely.
In the room illuminated by the lights, the gauze curtains on both sides of the bed had inexplicably fallen down, and the only sound in the quiet room was the ambiguous murmuring between a man and a woman.
On the bed.
Mu Chenshuang's clothes were already disheveled, and her fair and delicate skin was adorned with a red bodice, revealing glimpses of her soft, undulating breasts.
Fu Junheng felt as if his body was on fire, and he was extremely annoyed that she had gotten pregnant.
Reason made him slowly release the woman's lips. Her cheeks were already flushed, and her beautiful eyes, filled with soft light, looked like a blooming rose, charming yet shy.
Mu Chenshuang took deep breaths of fresh air, her mind still seemingly frozen in shock.
Fu Junheng gazed at the woman's beautiful, fair body, his eyes growing increasingly unfocused. Suddenly, he licked his thin lips, as if savoring the memory, his expression wicked and unrestrained. His fingers lightly caressed the woman's cheek as he spoke in a seductive and ambiguous voice, "Shuang'er, you are so beautiful."
The words were spoken.
Mu Chenshuang's pupils suddenly opened, a moment of rationality returning as she belatedly realized her current predicament, "You..."
She suddenly reached out and pushed the man away.
Fu Junheng had already sensed something and sat up. Mu Chenshuang supported herself with one hand and raised her hand to strike him.
However, as soon as she raised her hand, her wrist was grabbed and her waist was embraced, forcing her body to lean forward.
Fu Junheng easily restrained Mu Chenshuang, his gaze sweeping over the woman with an ambiguous look. "Shuang'er, you were clearly enjoying it just now, how come you're turning your back on me so quickly?"
Mu Chenshuang noticed his strange gaze, looked down at him, and felt a surge of embarrassment and anger. She snapped, "Shut up! Let go of me!"
Mu Chenshuang struggled a little.
Fu Junheng didn't move his wrist, while his other large hand tightly embraced her waist.
"Promise me you won't move, and I'll let go."
Mu Chenshuang glared at him, "Let go first."
Fu Junheng suddenly smiled and released his grip on her wrist.
Mu Chenshuang looked furious and couldn't help but say angrily, "If you're in heat, there are plenty of people in the Red Courtyard for you to choose from. Get out."
The words were spoken.
Fu Junheng's brows furrowed.
The warm and ambiguous atmosphere vanished instantly.
After saying this, Mu Chenshuang felt inexplicably annoyed, and her hands clenched unconsciously.
The man got up from the bed expressionlessly, glanced back at the woman sitting on the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Get some rest."
When Mu Chenshuang came to her senses, she heard the sound of a door closing. She stared intently at the doorway, feeling an indescribable irritation and unease.
I suppressed my emotions, lay down, and pulled the lid off the cup.
However, the more she tried to calm herself down, the more chaotic her mind became.
He seemed to enjoy himself immensely when he molested her, but she got upset when he cursed at her. What was there for him to be angry about? She was the one who should be angry. He should be so angry that he never showed up in front of her again.
Mu Chenshuang was secretly dissatisfied and cursed out loud, "Bastard."
After finally calming down, the scene from earlier kept replaying in her mind, and her whole body tensed up instantly.
What's wrong with her? Why is she so obsessed with his kisses, losing her mind? And undeniably, her body is experiencing those feelings. Has he really swayed her heart?
Thinking about this, her heart, which had finally calmed down, began to stir again.
Time passed slowly, and the candles in the room gradually burned out, making the room dim.
Unable to sleep due to her restless state of mind, Mu Chenshuang sat up and glanced outside. The only sound was the rustling of leaves outside the window.
Her eyes grew increasingly gloomy.
Frustrated, I lay down on the bed, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath to calm myself down. After some time, drowsiness gradually crept in.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, she suddenly felt a chill on her back, followed by a familiar, warm feeling. Her back was pressed tightly against a broad chest, and her waist was wrapped around an arm.
The moment she pressed against him, Mu Chenshuang could clearly feel a chill emanating from his body, and her body stiffened abruptly.
Before she could turn around, a deep, magnetic male voice came from beside her ear, "You're not asleep yet."
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