On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

Si Qing's sexy, thin lips curled lazily as he slowly uttered two words.

"very good."

Yu Jinzhao's expression was gentle, and she believed that what she said was reasonable and well-founded, without the slightest hint of guilt.

As he spoke, his gentle gaze fell upon her serious face, making the darkness within her seem even more intense.

He held the cigarette between his fingers, flicked off the ash, and knelt before the brightly lit windowsill. The scarlet flame at the end of the cigarette flickered in his pupils, like a light being chased by the darkness.

He gave a clear, low chuckle, devoid of emotion.

"You've learned to turn the tables on me?"

Looking into the smile in his eyes, Yu Jinzhao inexplicably felt a warmth emanating from him, as if he were encouraging her...

Yet the warmth emanating from his brows was chilling, a deep, dark abyss that seemed to devour people, as if he were merely sneering.

You're out of your mind! What warmth can a demon possibly have?

Besides, why would he encourage her to rebel against him?

In short, she couldn't figure out this enigmatic man at all.

But what she knew most about him was that the more unpredictable his emotions were, the more dangerous he became.

She couldn't help but frown, thinking to herself, "Could it be that he's unhappy that I contradicted him?"

Moreover, this statement, which turns the tables on someone else, seems to be a subtle allusion to what happened last night.

Indeed, after she couldn't help but reveal her true nature and hit him last night, she now feels like she's given up on him and isn't as cautious as before, and she speaks more recklessly.

Her gaze drifted and landed on the corner of his lips, where the crack had turned slightly blue, evidence of her actions.

She suddenly felt guilty, but didn't want to admit her mistake.

Because she knew he deserved to be hit, she didn't regret it. If she had to do it again, she would not only hit him again, but she would hit him even more perfectly.

I still regret it. It's rare for me to play against him, and I didn't perform well last night.

Her thoughts raced, and she wanted to say something, but as she moved her lips, a slight pain reminded her of the time he had bitten her in a frenzy last night.

She shut her mouth, her first reaction was to get away from him, but she had only just turned around when...

As if he had anticipated her prediction, the next second, he grabbed her arm with one hand, pulled her back, and slammed her hard against the bedside table.

Yu Jinzhao looked up and met his gaze, which was like a black hole in the universe, with sparks raging within it, like a datura flower blooming in hell, dangerous and alluring.

"Where should we run?"

He stretched out his legs, bent his knees, and pressed them against her legs, binding her so she couldn't move.

This conquering posture exudes an irresistible strength, as if he wants to weld her to his territory.

Her heart skipped a beat instinctively, and even a cool breeze blowing in from the window couldn't extinguish the heat rising on her face.

"You thought running away would cover your tracks..."

He opened his lips, his face pressing down inch by inch, then stopping at a very measured point.

In an instant, she felt the air around her become suffocating.

He couldn't help but part his lips slightly and inhale gently.

He looked at her meaningfully, tilted his head, and brought his lips close to her ear before finishing his sentence.

"The fact that you plotted against me?"

His clear, magnetic voice, seemingly hoarse from being choked, was deep and resonant.

The phrase "plotting something sinister" is particularly suggestive; if interpreted by someone else, it would be interpreted as deliberate teasing.

But the way he said it added a touch of asceticism.

It was more like an interrogation, demanding an explanation from her.

Yu Jinzhao gasped, feeling that he was being unreasonable and making a mountain out of a molehill!

She just hugged him briefly, right? Why don't you mention that he hugged her too? You're only talking about things that benefit him, aren't you?

and.

As the commander of the mighty Dragon Flame, shouldn't he be busy conquering the land and building his career? Why is he wasting his time with her?

"If that's the case..."

She was incredibly annoyed. Since he was so persistent in trying to condemn her, she decided to defy him. Their eyes met for a fleeting moment, filled with unwavering determination, before she retorted with her fiercely independent spirit.

"If you had woken up first and called me, none of this would have happened, would it?"

Si Qing's dark eyes were like a long, boundless night, and when he heard these words, a faint glimmer of light appeared in that night.

These words were spoken in the familiar style of sophistry, very much in the style of the former Miss Yu.

No matter when or where, even if she is wrong, she will never show weakness. She is stubborn and will hold her tongue even if the sky falls down. She will never admit defeat.

No matter how well the fox hides its tail, can't he still find it little by little?

"Who got into this bed first?" Si Qing raised an eyebrow, leaving her speechless with just one question.

She paused for a moment, then numbly closed her eyes. "I couldn't help but fall asleep. I'm sorry."

Si Qing raised an eyebrow, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he let out a casual hum.

She opened her eyes and noticed that the dark ink in his eyes had softened considerably, and the aggressiveness from before had been replaced by a gentler warmth.

It was as if all that he had said was just to wait for her to tell the truth.

Suddenly, he released her, took a few steps back, leaned against the wall, and slowly began to speak.

"Yu Jinzhao, you don't need to make your motives so obvious."

"What's the motive?"

Yu Jinzhao relaxed slightly, knelt on the bed, and raised her eyelids somewhat blankly.

Her face, untouched by makeup, still carried a hint of weariness, like a wild fox that hadn't fully awakened. A bite mark lingered on her lower lip, giving her a post-coital sensuality.

Si Qing's gaze was deep and dark, his Adam's apple prominently visible. After a noticeable movement, he raised his hand, hooked it around her neck, and pulled her towards him, his rough fingertips gently caressing her neck.

"He wants to sleep with me all the time."

"..."

She's innocent! She never wanted to sleep with him!

But considering that she had indeed said she was attracted to his body before, and that she had accidentally spent the night with him last night, it was indeed her oversight.

Don't blame him for thinking too much.

If she denies it now, he will realize that her previous claims of lusting after him were lies.

Lost in thought, Si Qing suddenly stubbed out his cigarette and threw it out the window, looking nonchalant and lazy.

With one arm around her neck, he slowly and deliberately took off the Buddhist prayer beads from her wrist with the other.

Yu Jinzhao's breath caught in his throat.

Then, he reached out with the hand that had taken off the prayer beads, grabbed her wrist, and pressed it against his chest.

His robe collar was slightly open, and his firm chest muscles touched her soft palms, the hot breath seeming to pierce her skin.

He looked at her without bias.

Yu Jinzhao's fingertips trembled, stunned by his frantic actions.

"Si Qing, you...you..."

"If you want to do it with me, then go for it."

The man interrupted him directly, a defiant and wicked glint in his eyes.

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