Lu Yuzhi sat quietly in the study, the dim light reflecting off his cold profile, half-lit and half-dark.
His slender fingers held a book, but his mind was not on the pages at all. Li Peiyu's charming face kept appearing in his mind like a movie playing in his head.
Since she entered his life, his usually calm heart has been unable to find peace, and even something as ordinary as reading is now difficult for him to concentrate on.
Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell broke the silence. Lu Yuzhi frowned slightly, put down the book in his hand, got up and slowly walked to the window to look out, hoping that Li Peiyu would come, even though today was not the agreed Wednesday or Saturday.
Downstairs, Aunt Li heard the doorbell ring and shuffled over to open the door.
The moment the door opened, Li Peiyu stood gracefully outside.
When Lu Yuzhi saw Li Peiyu, whom he had been longing for, his heart was instantly filled with joy, and ecstatic emotions occupied his entire mind and body.
He quickly took long, slender legs, his steps hurried yet elegant, and swiftly boarded the elevator to go down and greet her.
Li Peiyu jogged into the house, her steps light and her heart filled with longing.
The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing Lu Yuzhi with his back straight, tall and slender, cold and aloof.
A white shirt clung tightly to his muscular physique, subtly revealing his well-defined abs and taut chest, exuding power and charisma. The white gauze still on his hands added a touch of sharpness.
Li Peiyu was completely stunned. Thinking of his past, she felt a pang of fear. Did she even deserve someone like that?
The moment Lu Yuzhi saw Li Peiyu, the ice on her face melted away, and she became as gentle as water. That tender gaze seemed capable of melting her entire being.
Li Peiyu could no longer contain her excitement. She rushed over and, like a bird returning to its nest, threw herself into Lu Yuzhi's broad and sturdy embrace.
The warmth of his embrace made her feel safe and cherished.
"Why are you here? What are you doing running around in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?" Lu Yuzhi scolded him, but his heart was sweeter than honey.
"I miss you so much." Li Peiyu's voice was soft, like a kitten, which made Lu Yuzhi gently stroke her head and hug her even tighter.
Lu Yuzhi looked down at her. He lowered his head slightly, his warm breath husky and alluring, "I missed you so much too."
He then pulled Li Peiyu into the elevator and effortlessly pinned her against the wall. Their lips met, their breaths mingling and hot, and the surrounding air seemed to heat up a degree.
The moment the elevator doors opened, Lu Yuzhi reluctantly released his lips and whispered once more tenderly, "I miss you so much."
Then, he gently bit her lip, picked her up, and carried her back to the bedroom with firm steps.
The bedroom was brightly lit, and Li Peiyu was nestled in the soft bed. The gentle light illuminated her face, making her appear even more pure and beautiful.
Lu Yuzhi looked at the slender, delicate body beneath him, fair and clean, especially her eyes, which were wet and gazing at him as if begging for his affection.
Lu Yu's masculine possessiveness was fully aroused, leading her to fall into depravity time and time again.
...
She belonged to him alone from beginning to end, inside and out, and she will always do so.
Meeting her was the only gift God had given him.
He didn't want much; having her was enough.
"Why did you suddenly come here?" Lu Yuzhi asked in a deep voice.
Li Peiyu did not answer, but pressed Lu Yuzhi down, her small head gently resting on his heaving chest, her slender fingers groping from top to bottom, then she raised her head and looked at him with a hint of pity in her eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lu Yuzhi was a little confused by her complicated gaze.
"Does it hurt?" Li Peiyu's voice trembled slightly. She wanted to ask him if it hurt when his mother whipped him before, or when he was injured during those years of hardship. But she didn't say it directly.
Lu Yuzhi thought she was worried about the injury on his hand, so he smiled and comforted her, "You're so worried about such a small injury?"
"A kiss will make it stop hurting."
“Okay,” Lu Yuzhi was about to hand her his hand, but she unexpectedly kissed his chest and waist, as gently as a feather.
Li Peiyu's mind was filled with the marks and bruises all over Lu Yuzhi's body. Those marks seemed to be etched into her heart, making her heart ache so much that she couldn't help but shed tears.
Lu Yuzhi was completely bewildered and didn't understand at all. "Good heavens, you've been taking advantage of me the whole time, why are you crying?"
Li Peiyu chuckled, tears welling in her eyes and glistening under the light. "You're so annoying!"
"So what are you crying about? What did I do to upset you?" Lu Yuzhi gently pinched her chin, squinted his eyes, and looked at her carefully, trying to find the answer in her face.
"You're not thinking of hitting me again, are you?"
Li Peiyu burst out laughing.
"You really want to whip me? I'll go find you a whip, and we'll whip each other. To be honest, I have this hobby too."
"No, no, I don't have that hobby."
“I think you definitely have it. You’ve hinted at it to me several times.” Lu Yuzhi said, getting up from the bed.
Li Peiyu hugged his waist tightly, "No, that's not it."
"It's too late." Lu Yuzhi pried open Li Peiyu's arms that were wrapped around his waist, went to the bathroom naked to take a shower, wrapped a towel around his neck, and then went out.
A short while later, Lu Yuzhi returned with an ice cream in his hand.
Li Peiyu breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it wasn't a whip.
"What? Disappointed that it's not a whip?" Lu Yuzhi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Don't tease me like that, you're so annoying." Li Peiyu took the ice cream, opened her little mouth slightly, and licked it.
Lu Yuzhi stared at that little mouth, opening and closing, and thought it was so cute.
Over there, Qi Juechen was interrogating the blond-haired thug who had kidnapped Li Peiyu with a serious expression. This blond-haired thug was none other than his nephew.
The blond thug was kneeling pitifully, holding an ice pack to his face, and occasionally uttering foul language.
"That little wench is really ruthless. Uncle, why did you save her?"
"Was I saving her? I was saving you! She's Lu Yuzhi's woman. If he finds out, he'll make sure you live as a widow."
"What? Lu Yuzhi's woman?" The blond thug stared in disbelief, his eyes wide.
"How dare you call Lu Yuzhi such a name?" Qi Juechen glared angrily, his voice filled with authority.
"This is outrageous! I've actually been used as a pawn by Joan," the blond thug muttered in frustration.
"Qiao An?" Qi Juechen frowned, his face full of doubt.
"Yeah, she gave me 100,000 yuan to gang rape Li Peiyu. I thought these two girls were incredibly beautiful, so I was thinking of having them serve the big shot tonight. But isn't Qiao An Lu Yuzhi's woman? How come she turned against him?" The blond thug looked confused and angry.
"It's not betrayal, it's a woman's jealousy." Qi Juechen frowned, burning with anger. He was really going to be driven crazy by Qiao An.
He couldn't believe that Joan could be so stupid as to imitate those women who are jealous and possessive, even at the cost of their own lives.
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