Poor Yan Xixi was petrified by this sudden attack.
In the past, she had always succumbed to Wan Donglin. Whether she wished to or not, if you ate soone’s food, you had to let them have their way. In her mind, it had always been just a transaction; both parties agreed, so there was no room for pretense.
Therefore, regardless of the situation or her mood—even when he occasionally acted crazy, like a wild animal—she had never refused him.
But the problem was, they had broken up, right?
They had split up a long ti ago.
When a woman has nothing else of value, she tends to view her own body as sothing precious—this was the bottom line she had always adhered to, although many considered it vulgar.
She had vowed never to let him touch her again.
The break with Wan Donglin was supposed to have been a clean break.
But now, she had suddenly beco so careless—otherwise, she would never have let him waltz into her room so brazenly. So, when she was suddenly grabbed, she was dumbfounded.
Wan Donglin was already caught up in the heat of the mont. He saw the beautiful woman’s large, tear-filled eyes looking at him. Her gaze was like a shimring wave, her brows like gathered peaks. Her long, fluttering eyelashes frad an expression of infinite bewildernt and sorrow. Tear tracks still glistened on her face, like a rain-battered crimson flower... Seeing her like this, if he didn’t ravage this flower now, it would be an offense against heaven itself!
Instinctively, he looked at her lips.
Her crimson lips were slightly parted, exuding the taste of roses. The most soul-stirring, faint fragrance of callia seeped into his very being. A true beauty isn’t just about a pretty face or a good figure; she’s a feast for all senses—sight, scent, and taste.
He lost all control and couldn’t hold back.
"Xixi... let’s have a baby... I really want to have a child..."
In her imnse shock, she forgot to resist...
Unable to hold back, his large hands beca exceedingly gentle, yet they firmly secured her in his embrace, giving her no chance to escape.
She was in a daze, as if hypnotized.
He was too tender—so tender that one might mistake the Demon for the Prince.
How could he let go of this once-in-a-lifeti opportunity?
Closing her eyes, she remained still.
Her face was as red as a cherry, so flushed it seed moisture might drip from it... My God!
Suddenly, he realized—she loved him too.
Even if she didn’t admit it, she loved him... She absolutely loved him.
A woman’s way of thinking is completely different from a man’s. If she didn’t love him, she would have remained as cold as ice, just like in the past.
His eyes shone with excitent, and his heart overflowed with tenderness.
Especially enchanting were her gently trembling, curly eyelashes. She tried to open her eyes several tis, but each ti, she was too shy.
When his hot palm covered her, she seed to try to resist. However, she felt as if hypnotized by his extre gentleness. She was completely defeated and drained of strength. Though she knew sothing was wrong, she was too dazed to resist.
Had she been drugged with sothing?
"Xixi... Xixi..."
Being together like this, even if it ant dying imdiately after, would be worth it.
Only when love reaches its absolute peak does one truly understand the depth of affection...
"Xixi... you don’t know how much I’ve missed you... So many tis I wanted to co find you, but I didn’t dare... Xixi... let’s get married... We won’t ever be apart again..."
However, in the next mont, she pushed him away fiercely.
She used too much force. He couldn’t stop his montum and was shoved right off the bed, nearly sprawling face-first on the floor.
She jumped up, glaring at him, "You shaless brute! How dare you take advantage of when I’m vulnerable!"
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