"If you want power, I will fight for it for you."
"Your personality is indeed beyond my expectations." He stood outside the door with his fists clenched, mustering up his courage, and said, "But I still admire you."
“No, I appreciate it even more!”
"You're right. No one should be coerced into doing something against their will that they will regret."
"I will definitely work hard to get to a position where I can be independent of others."
"That's enough to take your place."
"By then, will you still be willing to come to my side?"
Dead silence.
Suffocating silence.
Shen Zhiyi felt the force holding her wrist suddenly increase, pressing against her waist and pushing her into that broad embrace.
His other hand climbed up the back of her neck, pinching the side of her neck and forcing her to look up.
"With just one word from me, I can get him out of the capital."
His voice was low and cold, carrying a terrifying icy aura.
Even his eyes were covered with frost.
Shen Zhiyi trembled unconsciously and shrank his neck.
Yan Zhuoxu pursed his lips, and his movements suddenly slowed down, slowly stroking the back of her neck.
"Why don't you answer?"
The phalanges went all the way up, along her jawline, and up to her lips.
The rough fingertips bring a tingling sensation.
This made Shen Zhiyi tremble slightly.
"I..." She opened her lips slightly, and the thumb pushed open her lips and teeth and broke in.
Hold her tongue.
She couldn't even say a word.
Shen Zhiyi's watery eyes suddenly widened.
"Second Miss?" Ye Jinghong didn't get a response, and his heart felt cold. "Second Miss, I understand what you mean."
"But I won't give up!"
He suddenly said, "I, Ye, would like to ask the Second Miss to wait for me for a while."
"In a year, I will definitely be qualified to become the bright moon that the Second Miss longs for."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
A cold laugh escaped from the corner of Yan Zhuoxu's lips, "Heh."
He pulled out his thumb, grabbed Shen Zhiyi's chin, and stared at her like a beast.
"Should we wait for him?"
"One."
Shen Zhiyi lowered her eyelashes, and there seemed to be a pressure from him between her lips and teeth, which made her ears feel hot.
"I, I didn't say I'd wait..."
"Oh..." Yan Zhuoxu moved closer, his nose almost touching hers, "If you want power, it's easier to ask me than him."
“Shen Zhiyi, you don’t have to wait here with me.”
What he could give her was something that Ye Jinghong would never be able to possess in his entire life.
Supreme power.
No one dared to speak out or disobey the authority.
Shen Zhiyi shrank back slightly, hiding the fleeting light in his eyes, and said: "Master is the descendant of Buddha, how dare I covet him."
"That's...disrespectful."
A very light laugh escaped from Yan Zhuoxu's throat.
He ran his thumb down, across her throat.
"That day when you pushed me down and took off my clothes, you didn't even show me any respect."
He pressed her completely against the door, not giving her any room to escape, and whispered, "Do you remember?"
"What did you do to me when you were drunk?"
Shen Zhiyi’s cheeks were hot.
"The master also said that I was drunk, and what a drunk person does is not counted."
"No matter how outrageous it is, it should be forgiven."
Yan Zhuoxu raised his eyebrows, staring at her trembling eyelashes, and said, "Even the Buddha saw it."
"You are so disrespectful."
"If you want to deny it, you can't."
Shen Zhiyi: “I…”
"Didn't you say you wanted to come and express your gratitude?" He lowered his head, put his face close to hers, and interrupted her.
He slowly pressed her lips, capturing every inch of her breath, and said in a hoarse and hot voice: "Chen Zhiyi, I will teach you how to thank you."
In an instant, the body sank and pried open the lips and teeth.
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