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At this moment, Lu Jingzhi, who had always been full of confidence, found himself uncertain. Ever since they got together, Sang Yu had been distant, leaving him unsure of her feelings for him now.
"Where are we?" Sang Yu asked weakly.
Lu Jingzhi remained silent, fearing he might lose control and lash out at her. Sang Yu, feeling wronged, chose not to speak further. She knew she had neglected him during this time, but what could she do? Her entire family had been offended by him, and she couldn't let them know. The key was that the person involved still didn't understand the situation.
"Get out of the car!" Lu Jingzhi finally spoke, his first words since they met.
Sang Yu obediently got out and hurried after him. She struggled to keep up with his long strides, feeling a bit aggrieved that he hadn’t given her a single kind look along the way.
Noticing that Sang Yu was falling behind, Lu Jingzhi slowed his pace slightly.
They arrived on the twentieth floor. Sang Yu glanced around and realized this was Lu Jingzhi's place. She remembered coming here once after getting drunk at a bar but hadn’t returned since; she had always gone to his home instead. Still, she retained some vague memories of the place.
She was unsure of why Lu Jingzhi had brought her here. As she followed him inside, before she could process anything, he pushed her against the door and kissed her fiercely. Sang Yu couldn’t help but let out a muffled sound as he bit her lip painfully.
She instinctively tried to push him away, struggling against his kiss. No matter how she turned her head, Lu Jingzhi's lips followed closely, refusing to let go. Eventually, he pinned both of her hands above her head.
After what felt like an eternity, Lu Jingzhi finally pulled away slightly, their lips still connected by a few silvery threads of saliva that made them both blush.
Breathing heavily, they looked at each other. Sang Yu's eyes were red from emotion as she said softly, "You hurt me."
Hearing her words, Lu Jingzhi's gaze dropped to her swollen lips, which indeed bore a small cut. He didn’t say anything but leaned down again, this time kissing her gently, much softer than before.
His long fingers released Sang Yu's hands and wrapped around her waist while the other hand cradled her head.
Sang Yu clung tightly to Lu Jingzhi’s neck in response to his embrace; after so many days apart, she missed him dearly.
Eventually, they found themselves on the bed in the bedroom. To be honest, Sang Yu didn’t remember much about how they got there; it felt like one moment she was lost in thought and the next she was lying on the bed.
Lu Jingzhi's hands began to wander restlessly. Before long, he had stripped Sang Yu down completely.
Once she realized what was happening, she shyly covered herself up.
"Don’t cover up, darling; you’re beautiful!" Lu Jingzhi's voice was hoarse and filled with desire as he looked at her.
Like a precious treasure, he kissed every inch of Sang Yu from top to bottom.
"No! Stop!" Sang Yu quickly protested; how could he do this? But Lu Jingzhi paid no mind to her cries (for fear of being cut off here, you can imagine what happened next).
Sang Yu experienced sensations she had never felt before; she felt lightheaded with embarrassment and realized that things could be like this too.
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