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"Could it be? What else is there?" Lin Yaru stepped back cautiously, nervously watching Yan Chengjie’s next move.
"Come here." He sounded like a devil with a sinister charm.
"What... what do you want to do?!" Lin Yaru felt an indescribable tension and unease as Yan Chengjie drew closer.
"We're engaged, so what do you think I want to do?!"
"But... but we're just pretending!" Lin Yaru felt a headache coming on; she swallowed hard, anxiously reminding Yan Chengjie.
"Even if it's pretend, the affection we show on the surface is essential."
The wicked smile at the corner of Yan Chengjie’s lips was gradually expanding before her eyes, and then he suddenly pulled her into his broad chest.
"Call my name!" Yan Chengjie suddenly said inexplicably.
"Yan Chengjie!" Lin Yaru shot him a strange glance and then reluctantly called out.
"Drop the surname, just call me Jie!"
"Jie... ugh, that's so disgusting! I don't want to! It's too gross!" The level of disgust was dozens of times worse than swallowing a few cockroaches. This annoying guy actually thought of such a revolting way to mess with her!
"I'm going to teach you a lesson, you disobedient little girl. You need to see some consequences."
Yan Chengjie revealed a wicked smile as he slowly pushed her against the wall and then fiercely kissed her vibrant cherry-red lips.
Lin Yaru's world began to spin again; she felt a bit dazed and dizzy, tightly clinging to his neck, terrified that she might fall from the clouds.
Yan Chengjie's kiss was nothing like Ye Shenghan's gentle, sparkless kisses. It immediately ignited a wave of heat throughout her body, making her feel an unusual warmth.
His wicked tongue moved skillfully in and out of her mouth, teasing Lin Yaru to the point where she almost forgot to breathe. This time, unlike before, she felt an inexplicable warmth surging from her lower body, spreading between her thighs...
Suddenly, the memory of that day when Yan Chengjie had teased her with his hands flooded her mind. Along with the unfamiliar wetness between her legs came an overwhelming emptiness that desperately needed to be filled...
"No... stop..." Lin Yaru used the last bit of strength she had to push Yan Chengjie away.
"Remember, from now on you have to call me—Jie, got it?"
"I won't..." Lin Yaru opened her mouth to resist, but Yan Chengjie's thin lips pressed against hers again. He didn't care if anyone would see; his wicked hands boldly climbed up to her sensitive chest, rubbing it evilly...
A wave of intense heat surged up to Lin Yaru's head. Terrified, she pushed him away forcefully.
"I... I understand!" Lin Yaru trembled as she hugged herself. She was afraid that Yan Chengjie would notice the impulse and need he had stirred within her.
"Good! I knew you were a very smart person."
Yan Chengjie whistled contentedly, walking out of the Chrysanthemum Garden Teahouse with a sense of pride.
Lin Yaru glared at his relaxed and carefree figure, unable to contain her anger as she stomped her feet.
How could she have been so careless? She had truly invited a wolf into her home, getting to know such a petty person who would stop at nothing to achieve his own goals.
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