Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

When the wind and clouds surge, who will be the master of the ups and downs?

The two of them kept competing with each other, vying to reach the peak of love.

The blushing and charming voice made the person who was about to push the door open stop suddenly.

The skirt in her hands slipped off in an instant, and Wang Yumei covered her mouth tightly to prevent the scream from escaping her throat.

Is this being forced...?

The cold sweat on her palms kept oozing out, and she was so scared that her legs went weak and she collapsed against the door frame.

Anyone who dared to attack a noble lady in the palace must be someone extraordinary. After a moment of mental struggle, she gritted her teeth, gently pushed open the palace door, and walked in step by step, shaking with fear.

The charming sounds became clearer and clearer. The man's heavy and powerful breathing and intermittent sobbing made her quicken her pace.

The moment she lifted the curtain, she heard her friends' loud shouts from inside.

"Right here... a little faster..."

The charming sound lingered in the air, the bed gradually opened, and the soft moans suddenly became high-pitched.

Wang Yumeifu's face twitched violently, she covered her mouth again and left quietly and tactfully.

The corridor was still deserted, with no one around.

The moment it stepped down, the little foot silently withdrew. After looking up to the sky and sighing deeply, it stood back resignedly, like a door god guarding the gate of Liangshui Temple.

The night sky is picturesque, with stars and the moon dancing together.

Despite such a beautiful scene, Wang Yumei had no time to appreciate it. She looked around like a thief, fearing that someone would pass by and discover what she was doing.

The fierce battle lasted for another two cups of tea, until my friend's voice broke, and the two of them still didn't decide the winner, which made me anxious.

The carriage from the mansion was still waiting outside the palace. If I didn't show up soon, I was afraid that my father and Cai Daru would come looking for me. When that happened... I couldn't imagine the scene. I had to pretend that I had just arrived and shouted inside: "Leilei, I got your clothes! I... am coming in?"

After shouting three times, my friend finally responded.

"Yumei, you go first. Just put your clothes on the table at the door." Cai Lei finally regained some sense, pushed the man away, and climbed up in panic.

"Where do you want to go?" A deep voice sounded dissatisfied, and a strong arm broke out of the air and pulled the petite body back onto the couch.

There was a lot of evil in his eyes and brows, and the morning demeanor of Master Lan Yin of Liangcheng was no longer there.

Cai Lei blinked her beautiful eyes twice, gazing at Yan Yan's delicate and beautiful face, and her playful mood was rekindled. But now was not the time to be playful. Reluctantly, she touched his sexy eight-pack abs, swallowed her saliva, and said, "I have to go. I'll play with you next time."

After saying that, under his extremely astonished eyes, she ruthlessly pushed open the strong and thick chest again.

"I remember you. You are Cai Lei, the daughter of Lord Cai." He stared at her beautiful back and said slowly. There was a complex color in his eyes that he had never seen before.

Cai Lei tugged at her inner garment and casually responded. One of her embroidered shoes was missing, and she anxiously searched for it in the dim light, her eyes wide open. Perhaps it was his intense gaze that made her turn around and look back, only to see the shoe firmly grasped in his hand.

"What are you doing with my shoes? I've been looking for them for ages, and you didn't say anything?"

Yan Yan stared blankly at the beautiful figure walking towards him quickly and trying to snatch the embroidered shoe, but in a flash he pulled the person into his arms again.

"You... don't have anything you want to say to me?" He felt a little aggrieved now, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"Yes! But now's not the time to talk about that. I really have to leave, and my father is waiting for me at the gate." Cai Lei found this little Master Yan quite clingy, asking questions one after another, all nonsense. The thought of her good friend and the carriage at the palace gate made her feel even more uneasy.

"Then... I'll come to your house to find you tomorrow?" Yan Yan thought for a moment, released his big hand that was holding her fair wrist, and asked seriously.

"Don't! Meet me at 500 Liangsong Street at 2:30 PM tomorrow," Cai Lei said hastily. That was the courtyard her father had bought for her, close to the academy, making it a convenient place for her to rest.

"Okay! See you later." Yan Yan nodded, stopped pestering her, and let her go.

This girl was different from the noble ladies he usually met.

She was hot in bed but cold outside of bed, as if she didn't care at all about what had just happened. She didn't mention a word about marriage, which made him quite puzzled.

And what did she mean by "I'll play with you later"? Was she just being playful with him and doing the most intimate things? Or was she always like this?

Suddenly, Yan Yan felt that he still had many questions to ask, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed. Tomorrow night, he would confirm them one by one and find out what the girl meant.

The charming atmosphere in the hall gradually dissipated, and everything returned to its original state - a few red candles and a faint fragrance in the air.

In the side hall at the end of the corridor, Jiang Yunzi escaped danger.

The six husbands found her in time and rescued her from the endless fire of desire.

It is said that the fragrance of the ointment did not dissipate until the fourth watch, which made Emperor Yong so angry that he confined her and six of her maids to the princess's residence for causing chaos in the palace, and they were not allowed to go out without the emperor's order.

Jiang Yunzi knew that her father was angry, so she twisted her face and twisted it again, but temporarily endured the evil intention of Yan Yan to kill her.

This news quickly reached the ears of the Minister of Personnel. Yan An had already begun to suspect something was amiss with the two maids from the princess's mansion yesterday. They had never met before, yet they had actually dragged him into a drinking game. He had tried to probe his son several times, but couldn't get any information out of him, so he had to give up for now.

However, one thing did comfort him. During a casual conversation with his son, he noticed that he was quite interested in Cai Daru's daughter. Recalling Cai Lei's performance in the palace, she had even surpassed the daughter of Duke Cao. However, Cai Zhiyuan sat at the same table with Kong Ji at the palace banquet, and since he was a supporter of Prince Linhuai, he felt a little hesitant. But then he thought again, the Princess of Linhuai was now the Crown Princess. So, it seemed that marrying Cai Daru might be a good idea.

His eyes flickered twice, and he picked up the pen to write a visiting card.

Once his son gets married, the high and mighty Princess Royal can completely give up on him.

Time flies, and three days have passed in a flash.

Ruan Chuyin finally waited for Qin Guanzhi to come and pick her up.

Contrary to his usual behavior, he stayed at the Prince of Linhuai's Mansion to drink a cup of hot tea and chatted with Jiang Xuanzhou in the study for nearly an hour before taking her back to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

The two of them remained silent along the way.

Ruan Chuyin knew that he was angry, and with the idea that it would be better to say less and make fewer mistakes, and not say anything at all, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue again and again.

But her two little hands did not rest. They methodically lit the small stove to boil hot tea, and then poured him a cup by imitating the way her husband made tea every day.

"Not bad." Qin Guanzhi took the teacup and took a sip. After a while, he commented leisurely.

Since my husband was willing to speak up, it meant that his anger had subsided. I felt happy and moved closer to him.

A big hand powerfully held the person in his arms, and the moment he raised his eyes, his two red lips were blocked.

The man kissed her fiercely, as if he was venting something, pushing her against the wall of the car and conquering her again and again.

Suddenly, Ruan Chuyin felt drops of water sliding down her face, burning her heart. She raised her small hand to wipe away the tears, but his large hand gripped it tightly, raised it above her head, and then pushed it down again.

She knew that her husband hated himself, she knew everything.