Nightti.
The dim candlelight envelops the room, quiet and warm.
Xie Ruotong took a long ti to fall asleep.
With Song Yanqing under the bed, she was bound to suffer from so insomnia.
Just when she finally managed to drift off, she suddenly felt a slight movent beside her!
Years of experience as an assassin allowed her to detect it in an instant.
She opened her eyes.
There she saw Song Yanqing suddenly lift her curtain and climb onto her bed.
Xie Ruotong stared intently at him.
She watched him under the faint candlelight, his cheeks overly flushed and his breathing excessively rapid.
Has he got a fever?!
That was the imdiate thought in Xie Ruotong’s mind.
Could it be that the cold ground made Song Yanqing catch a cold?
But she had repeatedly instructed Qiao’er to make sure the ground was warmly covered, and with so many cotton quilts, it shouldn’t be cold enough to catch a chill?!
Xie Ruotong watched Song Yanqing without any change in her expression, noticing his eyes seed to lack focus as he lay down on her bed.
"Song Yanqing," Xie Ruotong called out to him.
Song Yanqing actually didn’t hear her.
Xie Ruotong reached out and touched his forehead.
The touch of his scorching hot forehead made her jump.
Is he really fevered?!
And the fever has affected his sanity.
If not delirious, Song Yanqing, known for his character, would absolutely not climb into her bed.
Xie Ruotong hurriedly got up, planning to call Qiao’er to fetch the doctor to examine Song Yanqing in the middle of the night.
She had just gotten up.
But Song Yanqing suddenly pressed down on her.
Before she could speak.
Song Yanqing abruptly kissed her lips.
Xie Ruotong widened her eyes.
Just staring straight at Song Yanqing, witnessing his abnormal behavior.
At this mont, his lip is terrifyingly hot.
Almost as if burning her lips.
And Song Yanqing’s way of kissing her is also too abnormal, even accustod to injury, Xie Ruotong found the pain unbearable.
She pushed Song Yanqing.
But Song Yanqing held her tightly.
A kiss simply could not satisfy him.
Biting could not satisfy him either.
He began frantically tugging at her clothes.
Already thinly clad, with just a few tugs, he managed to rip all the clothes off Xie Ruotong’s body.
After tearing them off.
His lips then left Xie Ruotong’s lips and wildly kissed and bit at her body.
So uncontrollably.
Xie Ruotong initially thought it was a fever delirium making Song Yanqing lose his reason.
This mont, she realized why Song Yanqing was acting so abnormally.
If the guess was correct, it must be that he ingested Mi Xiang.
And at that mont, she thought, it must be her grandmother’s doing.
No wonder, tonight her grandmother had repeatedly warmly prompted Song Yanqing to drink, probably she added Mi Xiang to his drink.
She certainly understood her grandmother’s well-aning intentions.
She would not bla her grandmother.
But neither would she accept her grandmother’s arrangent.
Just tonight she had promised Song Yanqing that they would not consummate their marriage.
If they really did consummate tonight, then she would have broken her promise.
No matter how she explained it, Song Yanqing would feel upon waking up that she was just making excuses.
Perhaps he would even believe that she was the one who administered the Mi Xiang.
She clenched her teeth.
Suddenly, she pushed Song Yanqing away.
She didn’t push him away before because she hadn’t used enough force.
Now just by deploying so Inner Strength.
Song Yanqing was bounced away by her.
Song Yanqing’s eyes bloodshot, filled with desire.
Being pushed away by Xie Ruotong this way, abruptly devoid of the sweet scent and the tender skin, his desire intensified even further.
Just, wanting.
Uncontrollably, desperately wanting.
"Song Yanqing, you are drugged," Xie Ruotong told him calmly.
Song Yanqing wasn’t paying attention anymore.
All his sensations were concentrated on his lower half.
He didn’t even have the capacity to think.
After being pushed away by Xie Ruotong, he frenziedly lunged again.
Xie Ruotong’s eyes narrowed.
Her body was once again pinned down by Song Yanqing.
"Song Yanqing, calm down!" Xie Ruotong endured the pain as she tried to awaken his consciousness.
Song Yanqing wasn’t listening.
He only wanted... to possess.
Desperation reaching the extre.
"I am Xie Ruotong, not Xie Ruilin!" Xie Ruotong twisted her body.
The more she resisted, the tighter Song Yanqing held her.
He seed not to have heard Xie Ruotong’s words at all.
Therefore.
Xie Ruotong’s eyes narrowed.
Trying to bring sense back to Song Yanqing was simply impossible now.
What kind of strong drug did her grandmother administer to him?
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