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I blinked and kissed his lips again. This time, he didn't let me leave; instead, he suddenly flipped over and pressed me down on the bed, kissing me passionately. It was as if he wanted to reclaim all the physical torment from the past month. His kiss was fierce and urgent, causing me pain.
"Um... stop... just a moment..." I tried to call for a halt, but Feng Yu didn't give me a chance. I could only struggle desperately until I shouted that word. "Get off!"
Only then did Feng Yu release me. I raised my hand and slapped him. Feng Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly laughed. "That's more like it." He said softly, "This is the Cai Moyu I know."
I raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying that I enjoy tormenting you?"
"No." Feng Yu shook his head. "You enjoy bullying me."
"Is there a difference?"
"Of course there is." Feng Yu looked at me intently. "Bullying me is your privilege alone."
My heart raced again, and my face felt like it was on fire. I shot him a glare, feeling both sweet and shy. "Smooth talker."
"I'm just speaking the truth."
"Hmph, as if you really enjoy being bullied by me."
"I do like it."
Feng Yu's gaze fell on the ribbon at my waist. "But..."
"But what?"
Feng Yu's breath became heated. "But shouldn't you untie me now?"
I finally realized and hurriedly helped him loosen the ropes.
Feng Yu rubbed his wrists, which had turned red from being bound, and suddenly pressed me down onto the bed.
I was surprised and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Doing you."
"You..."
Before I could finish my sentence, my lips were sealed by Feng Yu.
He tore open my collar, leaving red marks on my neck and collarbone.
My body grew softer, and my consciousness began to fade.
At that moment, I suddenly felt Feng Yu pause in his actions.
He seemed to think of something, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.
I groggily asked, "What's wrong?"
Feng Yu frowned. "Will it hurt?"
"Huh?"
"Am I being too rough?"
I didn't expect him to ask that.
I couldn't help but laugh. "What, are you worried about that?"
"I'm just afraid you'll get hurt."
"Don't worry, I'm Cai Moyu."
I gently patted his cheek. "Go on."
Feng Yu's gaze darkened as he suddenly lowered his head and kissed my lips fiercely. This time, he did not stop.
Feng Yu was no longer that poor boy. Although he rarely smiled and always wore a cold expression, he was still favored by many noble ladies in the capital. After all, he was young, skilled in martial arts, handsome, and had a tall stature... Who wouldn't like such a man?
But I never expected that someone would dare to undermine me right in front of my eyes.
"Miss Cai, how can your servant be so oblivious?" A man suddenly spoke up from across the room. He was sitting in Feng Yu's seat, glaring at him with an annoyed expression. "Everyone is here, and he arrives late..."
The man glanced at Feng Yu and continued, "Why aren't you sitting over there? Can't you see there's an empty seat?"
Feng Yu's expression darkened. It was clear that he was irritated by this kind of occasion. I felt a bit tipsy myself, so I sent a servant to notify Feng Yu to come and pick me up. I didn't expect this group of people to treat Feng Yu as my servant.
"He is..." I was about to explain when the man interrupted impatiently, "If he's a servant, then hurry up and sit down; we've been waiting for you for quite some time."
Now, Feng Yu's expression grew even colder. I felt displeased as well. Who gave them the right to command someone from my household, Cai Moyu? Seeing my sour expression, the people present quickly tried to smooth things over: "Oh, don't say that; maybe he isn't a servant after all."
"If he isn't a servant, then what could he possibly be?"
The person scoffed, "Could it be that Miss Cai's husband?"
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