Forced to be a concubine? I turned around and married the scumbag's father.

Mu Junyan wouldn't let her get away with it, and wrapped the strands of hair he was holding around the back of his head.

Gu Hua groaned in pain, but her head was forced to tilt back, and her temper flared up.

With a glare of her beautiful eyes, she let out a soft, pained cry.

Mu Junyan's calloused fingertips gently caressed her delicate cheek as he asked in an extremely calm tone, "Is he a good match?"

Those who know him well know that he has begun to show displeasure at this moment.

Although Gu Hua had slept with him a few times, she hadn't spent much time with him, so she couldn't tell if he was intentionally suppressing his emotions.

When a big spender asks a question, she has to answer it carefully.

Gu Hua answered timidly in a soft voice, "If you think he is, then he is."

They're quite smooth-talking, aren't they?

Mu Junyan scoffed: "A handsome man and a beautiful woman, of similar age, naturally a perfect match."

Gu Hua finally realized that something was wrong.

She quickly became even more obsequious, offering her body as a sacrifice: "I like men like you the most, Master. Pretty boys are so boring to me."

These words pleased Mu Junyan.

So, she doesn't like Mu An, yet she's desperately trying to seduce him?

Her hair was finally released, her waist was tightly supported, and she was almost embedded in his embrace.

He heard her lean down and whisper in his ear, "Good girl."

Gu Hua blushed and felt a surge of pleasure as his hot breath brushed against her earlobe. She experienced a sense of pleasure from being comforted by the man's forceful presence.

But she didn't want men to think she was so easily swayed, so she gave a soft snort.

It sounds like a kitten meowing when it's timid but wants to extend its claws.

Mu Junyan felt as if he had been subtly scratched in the heart.

This little brat is so demanding!

In the early autumn night, the wind whistles, caressing the fallen leaves, rising and falling, rustling softly.

Gu Hua felt completely different today.

In a daze, I was carried into the clouds, as if riding on clouds and mist, and I couldn't help but call out softly.

Hearing the sound she made, she bit her lip in fright, only to have her lips kissed. A man's hoarse voice reached her ears amidst her sobs.

"shout out."

Gu Hua initially let out soft moans cautiously, but he encouraged her to become unrestrained, letting out moans freely with the rise and fall of her body, and she succumbed to his charms without a care in the world.

At this moment, Gu Hua really wanted to curse, "Mu An, what a useless piece of trash."

So that's what it is.

...It's so comfortable.

Every moment of being bullied by Mu An was filled with pain and endless torment.

That scumbag probably indulges in sex for a long time and often fails.

At these times, he would pinch her with his hands, bite her with his mouth, and slap her mouth, deriving pleasure from the humiliation of her frail body.

Mu Junyan is a valiant and skilled war god, and he will also act according to her feelings and adaptability.

She finally understood the descriptions in the storybook.

Pleasure between men and women can indeed elevate their relationship.

Even at the peak of her excitement, she felt an urge to exclaim joyfully, "Wow... That's great!"

The descriptions in the storybook have also been confirmed...

Sweet nothings and vows exchanged under the bed are all lies.

The pleasure of the physical senses controlled my thoughts; the heat subsided, and I returned to reality.

She must stay alert.

Gu Hua struggled to warn herself amidst the ultimate comfort of soaring through the clouds that it was all an illusion.

It's merely a shared pleasure derived from men's needs.

In order to instill the illusory feeling into the man's mind, Gu Hua dutifully cooperated to the best of her ability.

Unfortunately, her stamina was no match for Mu Junyan's. Mu Junyan's endurance was simply explosive. In less than two rounds, she was already limp and powerless, unable to even groan.

The two stopped playing when the third watch drum sounded, and Mu Junyan quickly fell into a deep sleep, a rare occurrence for him.

Despite being exhausted and covered in mud, Gu Hua's mind was clear.

She slightly opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

His eyes, which were usually sharp and deep like cold swords, were now closed, devoid of their fierceness, and instead resembled a sleeping cat.

A high, straight nose, thin, knife-like lips, and arched, sword-like eyebrows—his features are as if meticulously sculpted by a master craftsman.

It is quiet and austere, yet full of power.

Gu Hua suddenly felt a sense of pride.

She was probably the only one in the world who had seen another side of the Duke of Yong.

Beneath the surface of a ruthless and heroic war god lies a ferocious beast with a voracious appetite.

Yet he was also considerate of her feelings, allowing her to reach the peak of pleasure together.

He was domineering and autocratic, and he would give her help and care regardless of whether she accepted it or not.

Gu Hua couldn't help but extend her slender finger and lightly trace the outline of his nose.

She has so many outstanding men who are madly pursued by noble ladies.

Gu Hua had a bold idea.

Does he have even a little bit of feelings for her?

But then I thought about it again.

He deliberately made her appear in front of Jiang Ruoxi today, and even gave her a jade hairpin in public, which doesn't seem like he dotes on her.

Instead... they used her to push her into the limelight.

Thinking back to his brutality at the beginning of the day, it seemed as if he was deliberately torturing her.

As Gu Hua thought about it, her anger flared up again.

I wish I could open my mouth and take a bite.

It's best to bite him on the neck, where everyone can see him.

Let everyone know that he is not actually abstinent, that he does not want to get married, and let everyone know how absurd he can be when he goes crazy.

Gu Hua pouted.

Jiang Ruoyun's sickly body naturally couldn't withstand his torment, which is why they never consummated their marriage.

Since he used her to vent his desires, she should recoup some of the interest.

Gu Hua's finger accidentally touched the tip of his nose, startling him so much that he curled his finger up.

After waiting for a while and seeing that he did not react, she carefully stretched out her fingers and, imitating his favorite gesture, slowly slid them across his cheek.

Hmm, still no response.

Gu Hua gently placed her soft hand on his shoulder, then quietly peeked over, revealing a pair of sharp fangs.

Mu Junyan suddenly opened his eyes and saw her grinning, revealing a row of pearly white teeth.

"What do you want to do?"

Gu Hua's heart pounded wildly.

He timidly withdrew his fangs, held his breath, and squeezed out two words in a low voice: "It's nothing."

A pair of small hands tried to quietly retract, but someone grabbed them together and suddenly raised them above the head.

Another large hand reached behind and pulled the person into his arms.

The man's handsome face drew closer, exuding a dangerous aura, his deep eyes fixed on her.

Gu Hua avoided eye contact, not daring to look directly at him.

After a long while, the man's low, husky voice slowly entered my ears: "Want it?"

"No." Gu Hua shook her head in fright.

Although... I felt comfortable today.

But the pain is real now.

After all, this small body has only just begun to blossom.

The icy coldness in Mu Junyan's eyes faded, replaced by a smile. He said in a hoarse voice, "We've been together several times already, don't be shy. If you want something, just tell me directly. I have plenty of strength to satisfy you."

Gu Hua was filled with shame, anger, and deep regret.

It's past midnight already. If we provoke him again, we won't get any sleep all night.

Although she was a free person, she still had to learn housekeeping from Sister Zhou. She couldn't possibly go out looking sleepy, could she?

So embarrassing.

She quickly pleaded in a low voice, "No, no, I just couldn't fall asleep for a moment..."

"Then why are you opening your mouth so close? Trying to kiss your grandpa? Hmm?"

The lingering tone of the voice made Gu Hua feel incredibly embarrassed.

He mistakenly thought she was desperate for him?

Unexpectedly, Mu Junyan, who is usually stern and unsmiling, would say such a thing.

Gu Hua's voice trembled with tears: "No, it's really not... Master, let's go to sleep..."

Before you could even say that you had important things to do tomorrow, someone else interrupted you.

"Okay, just say if you want to sleep."

Mu Junyan lifted her chin, which she had turned away from, and said, "You said that after coming to the study a few more times, I would get used to it. Have you gotten used to it now? It doesn't hurt as much anymore, does it?"

Gu Hua was racking her brains trying to figure out how to refuse when the hand behind her back began to stir restlessly.

His other large hand released her palms and rubbed her lips.

Gu Hua remembered that she was about to cry, and said in a trembling voice, "My lord, I... can't go on anymore."

Mu Junyan suddenly chuckled, pulled the person into his arms, and slapped his buttocks hard with his large hand.

Like scolding a disobedient kitten: "Then go to sleep quietly."

Gu Hua winced in pain, but dared not protest, so she could only obediently curl up in the warm embrace, not daring to move.

The next day, when I opened my eyes, the bright sun stung them.

Gu Hua was startled and quickly scrambled to her feet.

Oh no, it's so late.

Hearing the commotion inside, a figure moved outside.

Donghua whispered, "Miss is awake? The Crimson Flame Guards have been waiting for a while."

Gu Hua's mind went blank.

I'm so ashamed to face anyone.

No, Crimson Flame?

Could it be that Yinzhi has woken up?

Gu Hua, shameless, said, "Hurry up and help me change my clothes."