Veins bulged on Lu Jingzhi's neck, and a thin layer of sweat beaded on his forehead, leaving him unsure whether it was from exhaustion or the torment inflicted by Sang Yu.
Finally home, Lu Jingzhi let out a sigh of relief as he scanned his fingerprint to unlock the door. He wrapped his arms around Sang Yu's waist and spun them both into the house, closing the door behind him with ease.
"Darling, you initiated this," Lu Jingzhi said, pressing his forehead against Sang Yu's, his voice thick with desire.
He didn’t turn on the lights; the moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the dark room. In this tranquil night, Sang Yu's eyes sparkled brightly.
Lu Jingzhi's hand glided gently over Sang Yu's delicate face, as light as a feather, igniting a flutter in her heart. His long, strong fingers came to rest under her chin, applying just enough pressure to tilt her head back and reveal her defined jawline.
At that moment, the air around them thickened with tension, and their breaths quickened. Then, Lu Jingzhi seized the opportunity and pressed his lips against hers with fervor.
He had been holding back for too long; while he knew this might be taking advantage of her, if he remained indifferent to such an invitation from his girlfriend, he would be less than a beast—he would be subhuman!
"You’re talking nonsense! I didn’t entice you!" Sang Yu protested.
"You did! You absolutely did!" Lu Jingzhi countered.
As their soft lips met, it was like sparks igniting a fire; Lu Jingzhi deftly pried open Sang Yu’s slightly parted lips with his tongue, exploring her mouth and greedily savoring her sweet essence as he ventured into every corner.
Sang Yu clung tightly to Lu Jingzhi’s neck, tilting her head back to receive his passionate kiss. Her mind was a whirlwind, devoid of coherent thought; all she could do was respond instinctively. Just as her legs began to weaken beneath her, Lu Jingzhi swiftly lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom under the hazy moonlight. He tossed her onto the bed and leaned over her with swift precision.
Clothes littered the floor as the air grew thick and sticky. In the dim room, only shadows could be seen rising and falling on the bed, lost in their fervor.
Sang Yu awoke the next afternoon, still groggy and lying in bed with her eyes closed.
Her head throbbed painfully as she rubbed it in an attempt to alleviate the discomfort. After a while, she felt slightly better and reached out to find her phone but realized after some time that it was nowhere in sight. Reluctantly, she opened her eyes.
Pulling aside the curtains revealed a dimly lit room that gave her an odd sense of disorientation. She tried to sit up but winced in pain. "Ouch!" she exclaimed hoarsely.
Confused about why everything felt so wrong upon waking up—her body ached all over—especially in that sensitive area near her thighs which felt unbearably sore.
Could it be??? Slowly lowering her gaze confirmed she was indeed wearing pajamas.
But then she recalled Lin Yue mentioning that after such encounters, one might feel as if a truck had run over them; a chill crept up from her feet.
Ignoring the pain coursing through her body, Sang Yu hurriedly got out of bed but collapsed onto the floor instead. Her heart sank—oh no! Her legs were weak! The symptoms matched everything Lin Yue had described; she couldn’t have been taken advantage of! Tears streamed down her face as countless thoughts raced through her mind.
Wait! Hadn’t she been at a hotpot restaurant with Lin Yue yesterday? Where was Lin Yue now? Sang Yu glanced around but found it too dim to discern anything in the room.
She quickly pulled back the curtains and froze—wait? The view outside seemed oddly familiar. Whipping around to look at the room behind her revealed gray-white decor—it was Lu Jingzhi’s home!
Sang Yu exhaled sharply in relief; her body went limp as she collapsed back onto the floor. Thank goodness! It was just Lu Jingzhi’s home!
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