NOVPUBChapter 115: 115, keep your distance from me in the future.
Chapter 115: 115, keep your distance from me in the future.
His irritation drove Shi Yuhuan to kiss her even more deeply and intensely, his palm moving over her breasts like a branding iron, his fingers rubbing repeatedly over her nipples.
A sharp stimulus made Song Qinghuan shudder.
She was even more terrified, unable to struggle free, and incapable of calling for help.
“Let go…” She finally had a moment to gasp, to desperately cry out, but her voice was silenced by another kiss from Shi Yuhuan as his warm tongue swept in to entwine with hers.
“Umm…” At the critical moment, Song Qinghuan thought of a counter-attack.
Steeling herself, she prepared to bite down hard on him.
However, Shi Yuhuan saw through her, his hand gripping her jaw and preventing her from moving.
He also slightly released her lips, his deep black eyes, cold and wary, staring at Song Qinghuan. The little face he had kissed until it flushed, and his entire person gradually cooled down.
Song Qinghuan struggled, her eyes filled with fury as they burned into him, she growled out a sentence: “Let me go!”
Shi Yuhuan’s brow slightly furrowed, and for a while, he made no movement.
Just when Song Qinghuan thought that Shi Yuhuan probably wouldn’t let her go, to her surprise, Shi Yuhuan let her go and stood up.
Looking down at her like a king, his dark eyes slightly narrowed, he coldly delivered a line, “In the future, keep your distance from me!”
Song Qinghuan also stood up from the ground, staring at him in surprise: “What did you say?”
Shi Yuhuan’s lip curled slightly, shades of sarcasm in his voice as he said coldly: “I’m telling you not to seduce me! Otherwise, if something happens, don’t blame me!”
Having said his piece, he turned around and walked away, displaying an aura of pride and frostiness.
Song Qinghuan was so angry that it made her itch, biting her lip and glaring at him, her eyes full of grievances.
“Who is seducing you? I haven’t even had the chance to settle my score with you. Last night, you made me drink alcohol, why did you pour me alcohol while I was asleep, setting me up to walk into a trap, I’ve never seen a man like you…”
She said harshly, but Shi Yuhuan had no intention of paying any heed to her words.
Out of sheer anger, she grabbed Shi Yuhuan’s hand from behind and, without thinking, bit down hard on it.
Immediately, Shi Yuhuan’s wrist bore deeply imprinted teeth marks.
And each line from her teeth had drawn blood.
Shi Yuhuan winced in pain, shoving her away as the veins on his forehead throbbed and he clenched his fist.
After a while, he looked away and said, “Enough of your craziness, go wash your face and brush your teeth, and get ready for breakfast.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he breezily acted as if nothing had happened and, not sparing Song Qinghuan another glance, turned and headed for the door.
As Song Qinghuan silently watched Shi Yuhuan elegantly walk out of her sight, it felt as if something heavy was pressing on her chest, making her incredibly uncomfortable.
