As he spoke, he suddenly stood up, his body approaching swiftly like lightning, and grabbed her wrist.
The jade cup full of tea slipped from her hand, making a dull sound.
His movents were so fast that Xie Wanqing hadn’t reacted before he had pressed her into the corner, a hand appearing at her chin, forcing her face up.
The girl’s lips in his arms were a rosy red. Lu Ziyuan had experience, with mories from a past life, he had plenty of experience.
He knew exactly what this was about!
Three days.
They had been married for three days!
This fact twisted Lu Ziyuan’s heart with pain, as if a heavy object was brutally knocking into it, sending it plumting straight down an abyss without a bottom.
His fingers trembled slightly, and the rough pads of his fingers slowly rubbed the girl’s lips in his arms, unconsciously applying so pressure.
"Wanwan, how dare you marry soone else?"
He lowered his head, pinning her chin with one hand, his forehead pressing against hers. His high-bridged nose brushed hers, and his gaze seed to freeze over with ice as he let out a cold laugh, "Co on, tell , what have you two been doing these three days?"
"Let go!" Xie Wanqing struggled desperately, "Lu Ziyuan, are you out of your mind!"
Lu Ziyuan turned a deaf ear, easily suppressing all of her resistance with his knee, speaking carelessly on his own.
"Can’t bear it, huh? Couldn’t even wait in the car?"
"Speak up!" He poked at her rosy lips, gritting his teeth, "Tell , if I didn’t drag him away, what were you planning to do here?"
Madman!
Xie Wanqing’s eyes reddened with rage, "You bastard!"
"Yes, I’m a bastard!" He pinned her resisting hands with one hand, grabbing her neck with the other, pulling her tightly into his arms, "And there’s even worse, do you want to try?"
Their bodies were pressed so tightly that Xie Wanqing sensed sothing, her whole body stiffening as she instantly stopped struggling.
"Calm down, don’t treat like this." Like a lark caught by the throat, Xie Wanqing’s voice trembled, holding back her tears, "...I’m scared."
Her quivering voice was right by his ear, and Lu Ziyuan paused, his hand on her neck shifting to gentle soothing caresses.
"Don’t be afraid, I won’t do anything, just don’t move, let hold you for a bit." He buried his face into her neck, taking a shallow breath in.
The hot breath on her neck made Xie Wanqing’s whole body freeze, and as she instinctively tried to struggle again, she heard a hoarse voice in her ear.
"Please, let hold you for a while."
This was a side of Lu Ziyuan never seen before; even on their wedding night, when he barged into the bridal chamber, he was still arrogantly cold.
But now, he was even pleading with humble entreaty.
Sothing was really wrong, Xie Wanqing didn’t dare provoke him further.
The girl in his arms no longer struggled, but Lu Ziyuan didn’t loosen his grip, holding on tightly as if she would fly away the mont his hold slackened.
He rubbed his straight nose against the girl’s warm neck, a satisfied low sigh escaping his throat.
"It’s warm," he pressed his whole face against her, his voice choked with emotion, "warm Wanwan."
Cold wetness slid down her neck, flowing toward her collarbone, and Xie Wanqing blinked in a daze.
...Crying again?
And what did he an by warm.
When was she ever cold?
As a thought crossed her mind, Xie Wanqing’s heart contracted sharply, instinctively denying it.
After what seed like a long ti, as if his emotions had cald, the lips pressed against her neck began to move.
Softly pecking at the side of her neck...
"Lu Ziyuan!" Xie Wanqing strained her neck to desperately avoid him, "Don’t ss around!"
Lu Ziyuan murmured in response, not lifting his head as he asked, "Has he kissed you here like this?"
His voice was calm, but his lips did not stop.
Three days.
They had been married for three days.
It wasn’t just here, this tender body in his arms had probably been wholly possessed by another man countless tis by now.
He had long told himself to accept this reality, yet his heart still ached with stifling pain.
"Besides that face, what else does that sickly man have to make you throw everything away and marry him?"
Three days!
Lu Ziyuan tightened his jaw, gritting his teeth, "How dare you abandon for soone else?"
His obsession ran so deep it had beco madness, his pupils dilating neurotically, raising his hand to pull at her collar, wishing he could inspect her inside and out.
His grip was strong, and even though she tried desperately to evade, her neckline was quickly pulled open, exposing one shoulder and neck.
Silk-smooth skin with a gleaming luster, a thin strap of her lingerie hanging from her neck.
With just a gentle tug, the chest she was desperately protecting would be exposed before him.
The man’s gaze burned like fire, wishing he could devour her whole.
"I’m begging you too, please don’t treat like this, okay?"
Xie Wanqing finally couldn’t hold it in anymore, breaking down and shouting, "Lu Ziyuan, please don’t do this to !"
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