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The shouting of Yu Lingling continued late into the night, leaving Xuan Qingya unable to sleep. She lay in the darkness, her eyes wide open, staring blankly at the ceiling.
In truth, ever since she learned a month ago that Zhu Hao was coming back, she had been suffering from insomnia, her brows furrowed and her face weary.
Suddenly, the other side of the bed sank down. Just as Xuan Qingya was about to speak, her mouth was covered in the next moment.
The man's kiss was domineering and forceful, the familiar taste overwhelming her senses. Her tense body gradually relaxed, trembling slightly.
He unfastened her clothing, and Xuan Qingya instinctively tried to block him. She thought that their current state was not suitable for this kind of intimacy, raising her arms slightly.
He held her tightly in his embrace, kissing her with a mix of tenderness and strength. His tongue provocatively teased her, and Xuan Qingya found herself enjoying his taste. With half-closed eyes, she buried her fingers in his thick short hair and began to respond to him passionately.
The kiss grew increasingly heated; even when his hand slipped beneath her clothes, she barely noticed. A wave of tingling sensations coursed through her, and surprisingly, she felt insatiable. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him fiercely, wanting nothing more than to devour his lips and tongue.
They kissed from the foot of the bed to the headboard, unaware of how he had lifted her onto the bed. All she could see were his dark eyes, deep as an ocean, inexplicably drawing her entire being into them. Xuan Qingya also didn't realize when her clothes had been removed or torn away; by the time her mind cleared from its haze, her upper body was completely bare, even her underwear had been pulled down to her thighs.
He was removing his own clothes as a sliver of light filtered through the curtain's gap, making his alluring physique appear even more enticing.
"Don't..." Xuan Qingya weakly uttered those two words while lying on the soft bed.
She wanted to say more, but Yu Hanzhang was already pressing down on her. His scorching body felt like it would melt her away; his lips and tongue were equally hot as he sucked and licked at her earlobe, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.
"I want you."
Upon hearing him say this, a shiver ran through Xuan Qingya's entire body as an inexplicable fear surged within her.
Yu Hanzhang kissed her as if he wanted to release all his pent-up dissatisfaction. He suddenly bit down on her red lips fiercely while holding her face tightly with both hands, forcing her to open her mouth. It was no gentle probing; it was intense and fierce like a battlefield clash.
His grip was so strong it felt as if he might break her waist. He kissed her passionately and violently, tightly enclosing her little tongue with his lips and sucking fervently. In moments of overwhelming desire, he even bit down hard as his body trembled slightly with each movement.
He pressed her under him, his legs tightly holding her legs, imprisoning her like an iron clamp, making her unable to move. In his heart, she was his Xuan Qingya, he was obsessed with this feeling, pressing her under him, letting him do whatever he wanted, as if holding the most beloved rare treasure firmly in his palm, breaking her wings, and making sure she would never fly away again. Yu Hanzhang There was a hint of madness and possessiveness in his half-open eyes. He heard the woman under him crying, but his mouth blocked her mouth, and the sound could only linger in his throat, it was muffled, but more like a seductive call. He was aroused by the voice and felt restless. It seemed that there was a surging tide in his body, which made him uncomfortable, but he could not find an outlet to vent. So he increased the strength of his hands, kneading her and biting her almost frantically. Seeing the blood oozing from her delicate red lips, she looked like a rose with morning dew, and he sucked and bit her like a possessed person, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world. His breathing became rapid and heavy. The body under him was so soft, and he rubbed his whole body on her soft body wantonly. The loose clothes on his body gradually fell off his body. His hands wandered on her snow-white skin, feeling the soft and smooth touch, and his heart was full of greed. As the sound of the cloth tearing rang out, he felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. Yu HanzhangAfter biting her lips enough, he turned to bite her earlobes, cheeks, and the delicate skin on her neck... His movements were eager and greedy. Yu Hanzhang had a special liking for her slender waist. He pinched it hard with his big hands, feeling the softness of her waist. He was fascinated by the touch of her breasts, which were soft and fluffy. No matter how he kneaded them, he felt that it was not enough. There was also a beating tip there. He stretched out two fingers and pinched it directly. He squeezed hard and heard the woman cry "ah". The sound sounded like a charming cry in his ears. The heat in his body rushed more and more turbulently, as if it was going to break through his blood vessels. A layer of fog covered his eyes. He struggled frantically on her body and put all his weight on her body, but the tip of her breasts became more and more erect, which made him more and more irritated. He simply lowered his head and bit it... His expression was distorted by desire. Xuan Qingya cried loudly. She had never encountered such a rough Yu Hanzhang. At this moment, he was like an out-of-control beast, and it seemed that he would not be willing unless he kneaded her into pieces. He pressed heavily on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe. Her cries were short and sharp. Such a strong and rough action made her feel that she would die at any time. Coupled with the fear of being violated, she was so scared that she forgot to cry, but the severe pain in her body made her scream again: "It hurts... Get out of here... It hurts..."
Tears streamed uncontrollably down Xuan Qingya's face as she desperately pushed against him.
Yu Hanzhang sensed her intent to resist beneath him, but under his overwhelming force, Xuan Qingya's struggle felt utterly powerless, leaving her in a state of defeat and collapse.
The softness of the woman's chest was being distorted by his actions, yet he still felt unsatisfied. He slightly lifted himself, his large hand reaching downward.
With a sharp "slap," a heavy blow landed on his face, the sound crisp and loud, causing the mist before him to disperse like startled birds taking flight.
The room fell into silence, as if time itself had stopped flowing.
Xuan Qingya was so frightened that her soul felt scattered. Unable to break free, her heart was filled with boundless terror. In a moment when she could raise her hand, she instinctively swung it out, using all her strength. The sound echoed in the room, lingering in the air, while her arm trembled slightly from the force.
Yu Hanzhang paused his actions, staring at her for several seconds, as if his brain had suddenly frozen and he couldn't process what had just happened. Slowly, he lowered his gaze to examine their bodies. He closed his eyes as if trying to escape the reality, then abruptly opened them again, disbelief etched across his face. The dark shadows in his eyes began to shatter. After a long moment, he withdrew, turning away from Xuan Qingya with heavy steps. He picked up his coat from the floor, his hands trembling slightly as he put it on.
Xuan Qingya shut her eyes, her body trembling slightly as a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.
"Xuan Qingya, have you always seen our marriage as nothing more than a transaction?" he suddenly stopped, his cold tone carrying an intense presence.
She remained silent; to him, it seemed she had acquiesced.
Yu Hanzhang released her and turned to leave, slamming the door behind him.
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