"Jiang Jinwang, what are you doing!"
Shen Zhiyi kicked him.
Jiang Jinwang ignored her squirming protests and carried her on his back, striding along the quiet path.
His eyes were deep and somber.
His face carried a calm, restrained coldness.
My heart was churning with emotion.
If he had anything that could keep her, it would be this.
What could attract her?
It's nothing more than...
This body, though worthless, was enough to entice her.
What good is it to hate him?
As long as she doesn't leave, as long as she still has even a little bit of lingering affection and longing for him.
So no matter how she treats him.
Even if you treat him as a tool that can be summoned and dismissed at will, or as a slave that can be driven, beaten, and scolded at will.
He's willing to do anything.
Even... I find it sweet.
As Shen Zhiyi kicked and twisted, she saw the tree gradually receding into the distance, and some fragments flashed through her mind.
She stopped struggling.
She opened her mouth somewhat hesitantly and asked him, "Jiang Jinwang, have you done something like that before?"
Jiang Jinwang stopped in his tracks.
"What?"
Shen Zhiyi hugged his neck and looked down at him.
"Like just now, under the tree, arguing with me and saying some nonsensical things."
Jiang Jinwang felt his blood run cold.
He put her down, staring at her lips with a sense of foreboding.
"Xiao Yi, your memory is confused."
“No…” Shen Zhiyi shook her head, frowning as if trying to recall something, “You clearly said something to me…you said…Song…”
The syllable had barely rolled out of her throat when her lips were pressed down hard.
"Hmm..."
Shen Zhiyi gripped his shirt, her pupils suddenly contracting.
She was forced to pause her thinking.
Jiang Jinwang kissed him fiercely and urgently.
Tossing and turning, lingering.
It possessed an undeniable force, as if it wanted to engulf and devour her entirely.
This kiss.
It was more intense and passionate than ever before.
His breath was burning hot.
Sweep away and conquer.
Until Shen Zhiyi collapsed softly into his arms.
Her fair face gradually flushed with a rosy blush, and even her eyes became unfocused.
It's as if I can no longer focus on memories.
Just look at him.
She only held him.
Jiang Jinwang then loosened his grip a little, touched her face, and gently kissed her lips as if still feeling fear.
But his arms remained tense.
He tightened his grip on her.
“Xiao Yi…” A near-mad possessiveness surged deep in his eyes, like a mad beast staring intently at its prey.
They were afraid that if they relaxed even slightly, they would lose it forever.
“Be good…” He smiled slightly, forming a strange and twisted arc, and said, “Isn’t it better to just look at me?”
"Isn't it good that you only remember me?"
Why think about irrelevant people?
He kissed her again.
It seemed that this method was intended to completely cut off her thinking.
Those unavoidable concealments hidden beneath the calm surface.
Those past arguments and misunderstandings.
Every word is like a poisoned blade, piercing the hard-won peace into countless holes.
He suddenly became indifferent.
What are you going to endure?
Since you've done something despicable, you should stick to being despicable to the end.
Instead of clinging to that pitiful illusion and deceiving yourself into being an innocent and upright person.
From this day forward, he will spare no effort to keep her, using everything she wants and desires.
Only he can bring her happiness.
Ultimate happiness.
He had already confirmed this point time and time again.
Shen Zhiyi gently hooked her arm around him.
I could clearly hear the thud coming from his chest.
Feeling the hands that were gripping the back of her neck, she suddenly stopped trembling.
Instead, with an irresistible force, it slowly caressed her spine, moving downwards.
Deliberate teasing ignites the most intense flames.
Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but open her lips.
He was breathing heavily, taking small breaths.
She didn't know how she got back.
All she knew was that by the time she came to her senses, Jiang Jinwang had already pinned her against the wall of the room.
Clothes half off.
Even reason is teetering on the brink of collapse.
"You're so filthy..." She avoided his kisses on her neck and pushed him away. "Go take a shower first..."
They had just finished making pottery and had come back from outside, so they had some dust and dirt on them.
Jiang Jinwang did not refuse and carried her to the bathroom.
"Um."
"It needs a good wash."
He looked down at her, his eyes burning with a fierce, dark fire. "Every single detail."
"I'll help you."
Shen Zhiyi's eyes widened.
My heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He helped her?
Every single place?
She felt a lingering fear and, like a fish, tried to wriggle off him.
But Jiang Jinwang quickly stripped off her clothes and threw her into the bathtub.
“Jiang Jinwang…”
She shrank back.
"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Jinwang kicked the bathroom door shut.
The tall figure approached step by step.
He walked along, unbuttoning his shirt as he went.
"Didn't you wait a long time, baby?" He bent down, grasped Shen Zhiyi's wrist, and wouldn't let her slip away.
His eyes were melancholy.
But the corners of her lips turned up slightly.
"You should be really looking forward to it, right? Hmm?"
Shen Zhiyi opened her lips.
There was no way to refute it.
Jiang Jinwang raised his eyebrows, turned on the tap, adjusted the water temperature, and tossed in a bath sponge, watching with satisfaction as her body was gradually submerged by the water and foam.
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