Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 121: His Intense Desire to Conquer

"Mmm..." The man let out a soft groan of pain.

His handso face suddenly turned gloomy as he released her, tilted his head down and grabbed her chin, asking in a sinister tone, "You dare to pinch ?"

Song Yinyin’s heart trembled, and she shivered slightly, "Who, who told you to bite just now?! This, this is called returning the favor! You bite once, and I repay you once. It’s only fair!"

Lu Jihan narrowed his sharp eyes, a chilling smirk escaping at the corners of his lips.

This woman must not understand the situation, nor does she realize the predicant she is in now!

Her defiance sparked his strong desire to conquer; Lu Jihan wanted to devour her in one bite, wishing she would kneel down and beg for rcy.

Seeing the gloomy expression on his face made Song Yinyin’s heart sink.

But before she could react, in the next second, Lu Jihan abruptly turned her over, pressing her against the sofa.

In the dim light of the bedroom, only a soft-glowing wall lamp was lit, casting their intertwined shadows into a blurry outline.

Realizing sothing, a sudden wave of unease had Song Yinyin struggling desperately.

"You, what do you want to do? Lu Jihan, let go!" she panicked, her voice trembling with sobs.

But without saying a word, he reached out with his large hand and grabbed her slender waist.

Her slim, bee-like waist seed so fragile under his big hand.

And yet he showed no pity, exerting considerable force, his arm’s joints bumping against her, constricting her until she caught her breath.

"Lu Jihan... you bastard... let go!" she cursed intermittently, her jet-black hair contrasting starkly with the snow-white of her bare back.

The man behind her remained silent, his face stern, though clusters of fire blazed in his deep, ocean-like starry eyes.

His heated gaze moved downward, swiftly tracing her bare back.

Her seaweed-like black hair highlighted her fair, radiant skin, reminiscent of dusa from Greek mythology; the elegant curves of her back, her peach-like pert hips — every inch of her skin was fatally tempting him...

He couldn’t restrain himself.

With a swift motion, he yanked down her denim shorts.

Song Yinyin was terrified, clutching at her shorts’ hem, "Lu Jihan, don’t do this... stop, let go!"

She exclaid in panic, desperately trying to pull her shorts back up.

But her shorts hung loosely and wretchedly, pulling down her little panties with them, leaving her entirely bare under his gaze...

This was not soone injured!

More like a rampaging beast that had lost all reason!

Song Yinyin was petrified, whimpering and pleading: "Lu Jihan, don’t... don’t do this... let go!"

Yet, her strength was no match for his; that poor little panty had already been torn, and even the sturdy denim shorts were close to being shredded by him.

Ultimately unable to resist, she was firmly pinned by him.

His desire, fully unleashed, poised to forcefully invade her secret garden.

But at the crucial mont, an awkward thing happened —

He was stuck.

Song Yinyin was too tense, too frightened, entirely unprepared for him.

His forceful attempt to occupy her territory was thwarted, leaving him wedged at the entrance, unable to advance or retreat.

Song Yinyin was so startled that her hair stood on end, goosebumps rising all over her body, cold sweat prickling her forehead and back...

"Please, let go." she whimpered.

Lu Jihan suffered, tornted by the excitent that had lain dormant within him for over two thousand days since that night six years ago, now boiling and raging in his blood once more.