Shen Zhiyi blushed at his posture.
"Let me go first..."
"I won't let go." Lu Yanzhuo pressed against her forcefully.
"I want fairness."
He traced her every inch with his burning gaze until even the edges of her neck were flushed pink.
Shen Zhiyi bit her lip, turned her head away, and dared not look him in the eye.
"Then... then I'll let you touch me too."
She straightened her upper body.
"Is this alright now?"
Lu Yanzhuo was stunned.
The line of sight uncontrollably shifts downwards.
"Are you... telling the truth?"
For a moment, he couldn't understand her thought process.
I won't give it to my relative.
Don't touch it.
Yet he was willing to hand over such a private territory for him to conquer?
Was she teasing him?
Shen Zhiyi's thoughts were quite simple.
"I only poked you once, even through your clothes."
"so……"
"There's not much you can do."
Lu Yanzhuo rubbed his cheek and suddenly felt that she was even worse than him.
"Shen Zhiyi, are you stringing me along?"
Did she know that if he touched that spot, he would lose control of his reason and would pounce on her, turning her over and over...?
He took a deep breath.
His aura suddenly turned dangerous. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "You know what? No one has ever dared to play me like this before."
Lu Yanzhuo straightened up and looked at her with lowered eyes.
"You guessed right, I won't do anything to you without your permission."
"but……"
He put her two wrists together and raised them above his head.
He forcefully pushed her legs apart, then brought them back together.
"That doesn't stop you from feeling me."
Since she liked his body, he would use that only asset he had to seduce her.
She wanted to be the fish, so he threw out the best bait and waited for her to take the bait.
Shen Zhiyi blushed deeply.
How could he...?
"Lu Yanzhuo!" She tried to move her legs, but he held them firmly in place, preventing her from moving an inch.
She was forced to feel him.
He was hard, red-hot, like welded iron.
“I’m here,” he replied, his breath hot.
He lowered his head, his lips close to her neck, and said, "If you won't give it to me, I'll just take some interest myself."
"Shen Zhiyi held back."
"Now and from now on, I will only give it to you if you beg me."
His burning lips pressed against hers.
His gaze lingered on the skin behind her ears.
"No...please..." she pleaded in a trembling voice.
But the pranks didn't stop.
He followed the long lines of her neck, plucked her skin all the way down, and left a dazzling, unique mark on her amidst her sobs and refusals.
His gaze lingered on her collarbone.
Like a tiger seizing his rose, kissing it lightly or heavily, mischievously leaving a trail of mottled and moving red marks.
He looked up.
He looked down at her like a superior being.
He watched as her fair skin turned crimson because of him.
She was breathing softly, her lips parted, as if she was struggling to breathe.
She finally couldn't bear it any longer and trembled, her eyes even misting over with a thin layer of water, as hazy as a misty rain.
But that's not enough.
He bent down, took her hand, and gently kissed her from her wrist to her forearm, tracing the inside of her arm.
He avoided any place that would bring her pleasure or make her feel like she was breaking free from her cage.
But in those places that arouse even greater desire, he teases her little by little until the torment is so intense that she cries out softly from dissatisfaction.
This was the first time Shen Zhiyi had been treated so excessively while she was sober.
His hands and feet were restrained.
But every part of his body was aroused by the rhythm he deliberately maintained, causing an indescribable tingling heat. He felt as if he were soaking in a large ball of warm water, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, and even his toes curled up tightly.
He didn't kiss her.
But she was having trouble even breathing.
Tears welled up even at the corners of her eyes.
"Waaah... Lu Yanzhuo... You bullied me..." She looked up and sobbed.
"Mmm." He lowered his head and kissed away her tears.
I like it this way.
"Besides..." He gently kissed her eyelids, watching her long, wet eyelashes tremble with moisture, like butterflies that had been soaked.
Love fills my chest.
His voice became hoarse from being soaked in desire.
He whispered in her ear, "I haven't really started to bully you yet..."
"baby."
...
Suddenly, there was a loud banging sound outside the door.
Lu Yanzhuo lifted his eyelids.
"Big brother, big sister, dinner's ready!" Little Fatty's boisterous voice came from outside.
Shen Zhiyi froze, then twisted her body.
"Let me go..." she whispered anxiously to Lu Yanzhuo.
Lu Yanzhuo raised his eyebrows.
Release her wrist.
When the two went downstairs to eat, one looked calm and composed, while the other was extremely embarrassed.
Shen Zhiyi buried her head in her food.
The chubby boy stared at her and suddenly asked, "Big sister, are there mosquitoes in the room at night?"
Shen Zhiyi froze, then suddenly looked up.
“Here,” Little Fatty pointed to his neck and collarbone, “and here, I’ve been bitten several times.”
Shen Zhiyi's face suddenly burned.
They wished they could disappear underground.
She instinctively covered her neck.
Yang Shuyu picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into the little fat boy's mouth, "Eat your food, and don't meddle in things that don't concern you!"
Little Fatty stared wide-eyed as he took the steamed bun from his mouth.
"How can it be unrelated?"
"Mosquitoes in a guesthouse is a big deal!"
"Mom! I have to take care of this!"
Yang Shuyu gave him a sharp rap on the head!
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