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The elevator doors slowly closed, and in the cramped space, Du Hengyan maintained his cold demeanor, remaining silent.
It hurts! Du Hengyan...
She felt the chains around her waist tightening like iron, and she cried out in pain, her voice tinged with a hint of grievance.
Hearing her cry out, Du Hengyan's expression softened slightly, and he immediately relaxed his grip.
Is this little bit of pressure too much to bear?
His thin lips parted, and although his words were sharp, there was an underlying concern that was barely perceptible. After saying this, he gently lowered Chi Mu Jiu from his shoulder.
As soon as Chi Mu Jiu's feet touched the ground, she darted away like a startled deer, wanting to put as much distance between them as possible.
But Du Hengyan was well aware of her little schemes.
It hurts? Where does it hurt? Let me see.
With that, he swiftly grabbed her wrist and then wrapped his strong arm around her waist, pushing her directly into the corner of the elevator.
In the blink of an eye, Chi Mu Jiu found herself trapped and unable to move.
Du Hengyan's tall figure loomed over her like a towering mountain, blocking out most of the light.
The elevator was eerily quiet, with only the crisp ding signaling their arrival at the floor before silence enveloped them once more.
I said, where does it hurt? Let me see?
His low voice echoed in the stillness of the elevator. At the same time, his right hand, which was gripping her waist like a nimble snake, slipped beneath her clothing. The warm touch made Chi Mu Jiu's body tense up instantly.
Du Hengyan! What are you doing?
Chi Mu Jiu panicked, her voice trembling slightly, her eyes reflecting confusion and embarrassment.
Deep down, she understood that he was angry.
Yet Du Hengyan seemed oblivious to her distress; at this moment, all he felt was a mix of love and irritation for this little woman.
Does it hurt here? Or here?
His slightly hoarse voice whispered in her ear as his hand explored her soft waist beneath her clothing, gently caressing as if searching for something.
Chi Mu Jiu felt a tingling sensation around her waist, an unfamiliar yet intense feeling that made her heart race uncontrollably.
"No, it doesn't hurt anymore," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Seeing her relent, Du Hengyan's heart only grew more restless. He suddenly lifted her high into his arms and strode out of the elevator, heading straight for his private area.
His private space was furnished with an absurdly soft sofa. Chi Mu Jiu was pressed down onto the couch, with no chance to escape or resist.
Du Hengyan leaned over her, his deep-set eyes filled with a possessive intensity. Chi Mu Jiu stared at the man before her, feeling her body stiffen as she dared not move. It was as if any slight motion from her could trigger an uncontrollable storm that had long been brewing.
"Apologize."
"Huh?"
"Apologize to me."
Du Hengyan raised his voice slightly, a stubborn glint in his eyes.
"??"
Chi Mu Jiu felt even more lost.
"You avoid me, and it makes me sad. Apologize." A hint of hurt flashed across his face.
"I..."
Chi Mu Jiu was at a loss for words, the response stuck in her throat.
Seeing her hesitation only deepened his sorrow.
After a brief silence...
"What were you about to ask me just now? Why do you seem hesitant all of a sudden?"
Du Heng's voice was slightly hoarse, suppressing an unspoken impulse.
Chi Mu Jiu could sense his dissatisfaction and urgency; she lowered her head, unable to meet his gaze.
"Are you afraid of me?"
His brows furrowed slightly, and a mix of tenderness and sadness filled his eyes, causing Chi Mu Jiu's heart to flutter unexpectedly.
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