"Let me show you what door-to-door service really means! Just try not to scream," he declared with a commanding tone that brooked no argument.
In front of Du Hengyan, she felt utterly small. Chi Mu Jiu was effortlessly lifted and slung over his shoulder like a sack of goods.
The world spun around her, her mind blank as she struggled to comprehend what was happening. Before she could react, Du Hengyan had already hoisted her up, leaving no room for resistance. In the face of his overwhelming size and strength, she felt like a fragile little chick, completely powerless to fight back.
At that moment, Chi Mu Jiu could clearly sense the transformation in this powerful man. His muscles tensed, veins bulging as if he contained an endless force capable of obliterating any obstacle in his path.
His Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously, the rhythm quickening as he suppressed some intense emotion threatening to burst forth. I will conquer you!
Carried on his shoulder in such a passive position, Chi Mu Jiu stubbornly held her ground, refusing to yield.
Du Hengyan said nothing; his actions spoke volumes. With a swift motion, he tossed her onto the bed. The mattress sank slightly under the impact, and he leaned over her, his tall figure casting a shadow over Chi Mu Jiu.
At this distance, she could feel his warm breath against her skin like a scorching flame, igniting every nerve in her body. That heat made every pore open wide, every inch of her skin hypersensitive. Her heart raced faster and faster, as if it might burst from her chest at any moment.
"Then try to conquer me," she challenged.
His voice was deep and hoarse, laced with temptation and provocation that struck a chord within Chi Mu Jiu once more.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. In that instant, she had no idea what thoughts were racing through her mind. All she could think about was kissing him.
Driven by a wild and fervent desire, she threw caution to the wind and simply wanted to kiss this man!
Du Hengyan froze for a moment; his heart seemed to beat even faster, as if it might leap from his chest. He hadn’t expected Chi Mu Jiu to be so bold and direct, kissing him without hesitation. There was a brief moment of shock, but soon after, he quickly regained his composure.
His strong arms encircled her like iron bands, leaving no chance for escape as he deepened the kiss. Their warm breaths intertwined as he pried open her lips with an irresistible force. The sweet taste mingled with hints of red wine only drew him further into madness.
This little one had drunk to muster courage? No wonder she was so fierce.
But Chi Mu Jiu was taken aback; she had initially intended to kiss him and then run away, leaving behind a fleeting yet unforgettable moment. Yet now, she found herself unable to resist at all.
Du Hengyan's power was so overwhelming, and his embrace so fervent, that she found herself trapped in an inescapable whirlpool. She pressed her hands futilely against his chest, trying to push him away, but it felt like an ant trying to shake a tree. Her breathing became rapid and chaotic, her heart pounding like a drum, and her mind was a haze of confusion.
She wanted to break free, yet in a hidden corner of her heart, there lingered a secret desire not to escape. In the midst of this intense and lingering kiss, Chi Mu Jiu felt herself gradually losing control, swept away by the torrent of emotions and hormones.
Just when she felt she could no longer breathe, Du Hengyan reluctantly pulled away from her lips. In that moment, both of them were panting heavily, the air thick with ambiguity and heat. He himself was unaware of what was happening; those women who had actively thrown themselves at him only elicited disgust with a mere glance, even a sense of aversion. Yet for this seemingly inconspicuous little thing, he felt an overwhelming possessiveness. This feeling was strange and yet utterly irresistible.
Du Hengyan looked at the small woman beneath him who was responding to him, his heart softened, wanting nothing more than to continue teasing her. His words carried a hint of jest and ambiguity: "Baby, we need to wash up first before we do anything."
Chi Mu Jiu was now under the influence of alcohol, her awareness dulled. Du Hengyan could no longer bear to listen to her ramble on; he picked her up and strode toward the bathroom.
Before long, the sound of water flowing from the shower filled the bathroom.
"Not shy anymore?" he mused as he watched the little woman soaking in the bathtub, her face flushed and her gaze hazily fixed on his abs and lower body. He couldn't help but feel a bit helpless; this little vixen had truly crossed paths with him.
"I told you I would conquer you," he said.
At that moment, Chi Mu Jiu only felt the effects of the alcohol surging through her; her head was spinning and rationality had flown out the window. She didn't care about anything else anymore. Without hesitation, she reached out and pulled him into the bathtub with her.
Fortunately for Chi Mu Jiu, she had booked the presidential suite; the bathtub was spacious enough. Otherwise, Du Hengyan's tall frame would have been quite cramped.
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