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In a daze, her knees were parted.
He pushed himself in.
The band of her dress loosened, rough hands pressed against her delicate waist and abdon, Xie Wanqing stiffened all over.
She woke up from her stupor, clutched her collar, and tried to retreat hurriedly, but her waist was gripped tightly, leaving her no room to escape.
"No!" She held his upward hand, anxiously saying, "You promised..."
Lu Ziyuan paused his actions, his eyes red as he looked down at her, "What did I promise?"
Xie Wanqing turned her face away, but he grasped her chin, turning it back.
He lowered his head, pressed his forehead against hers, and his lips brushed against hers as he spoke each word distinctly, "Talk to properly, don’t anger by ignoring ."
Xie Wanqing let out a frustrated laugh, "What do you want to hear?"
"Say sothing nice," Lu Ziyuan looked straight into her eyes, "You know, these eyes of yours used to speak, and everything they said sounded lovely."
Mysterious and enchanting.
Xie Wanqing lowered her gaze, avoiding his eyes, and stiffly said, "Get off first, don’t press on ."
"..." Lu Ziyuan was silent for a few breaths, ultimately unwilling to dismount, instead burying his face into the crook of her neck, kissing her earlobe, saying, "I’m leaving tomorrow, do you really want to refuse ?"
His voice was deep and pleasant, but Xie Wanqing listened with growing annoyance.
Whatever he said, he still wouldn’t let her go!
"Several months, what if you miss ?" Lu Ziyuan nibbled lightly on her earlobe, his voice indistinct, "...Will you miss ?"
As he spoke, his hand on her waist began to act restless again, Xie Wanqing firmly held it down, gritting her teeth, "I told you, my little days are coming in these days, my abdon is uncomfortable, if you really want, I can let... um..."
The remaining words were blocked by his kiss, unable to speak.
After a long ti, when he finally released her lips, the girl below him already had eyes glistening like spring water and lips flushed red.
Lu Ziyuan looked quietly for a few monts, his throat bobbing up and down, hoarsely reminding, "Don’t say things that will anger others."
Xie Wanqing’s eyelashes trembled, just to hear him chuckle softly, his lips landing on her eyelids, saying, "Won’t you really feed a bit?"
He talked more and more excessively, Xie Wanqing bit her teeth in secret.
"Fine, if you don’t want to be touched, I won’t touch, don’t get angry in your heart again," Lu Ziyuan flipped her over by the waist, smiling, "As long as you’re not craving."
Xie Wanqing suddenly opened her eyes, glaring at him fiercely.
She could not bear to hear even a bit of teasing, Lu Ziyuan kissed her eyes, sighed, "Alright, alright, it’s who’s craving, whenever I think of you, I crave."
He didn’t tease her anymore, but instead pointed to his side neck with flexed fingers, "Leave a mark here to satisfy my craving, and I won’t touch you, how about it?"
Her body was covered with kiss marks left by him, yet she had never left any mark of her own anywhere on his body.
Even during the wedding, she never proactively kissed his body.
Very unfair.
Thinking so, Lu Ziyuan tugged open his collar a bit, pointing again at his collarbone, chest, "These places too."
Xie Wanqing: "..."
During this period after he took Er Xia as his concubine, he actually ca to her courtyard more frequently.
Especially these past few days, he visited daily, many tis giving her the illusion that this person before her quite liked her.
She was really stupid, still held out hope for him.
Clearly she knew he was best at giving her a bit of hope and then ruthlessly destroying it.
Lu Ziyuan tapped her on the forehead and asked, "Not even this?"
Xie Wanqing pressed her lips together and said indifferently, "...I truly am not as experienced as you."
"..." Lu Ziyuan was stunned, after a mont, couldn’t help but laugh.
He rarely laughed so happily, and after laughing he reached out and pulled the confused girl into his arms, "Alright then, considering you still know how to be jealous, I’ll let you off this ti."
Jealous...
Xie Wanqing lowered her gaze, did not argue, let it be said that she was being jealous.
When Lu Ziyuan was in a good mood, he really kept his word, not asking her to do anything for him anymore.
After holding her in his arms for a while, he got up and went to the bath.
Upon returning, with a chill enveloping him, he stood by the bed, looking at the girl who had already fallen asleep sweetly, his expression slightly heavy.
He had never seen such a woman who didn’t know how to care for her own husband.
What monthly matters, abdominal discomfort, all were excuses to push him away.
Being married for more than a year, could he not know when her days each month were?
If it were according to Lu Ziyuan’s original temperant, he definitely wouldn’t let her off so easily.
But there was no way, having been married to him for over a year, this girl indeed had suffered quite a bit of grievance, if she wasn’t willing in her heart, as much as a beast he might be, he couldn’t really force her.
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