“Mmm!” Su Ruoqing suddenly opened her eyes wide, starting to struggle.
Leng Yuhe easily pressed her arms and even stuck out his tongue excessively. Soon it went into her mouth through her slightly open lips, churned and invaded, to savor the attractive and sweet taste.
Su Ruoqing blushed, ashamed and indignant, struggling hard with both hands and feet.
She was forced to breathe the smoke into her lungs, and her trachea was in burning pain, making her feel choked.
Leng Yuhe stopped at the point and let her go. As soon as she could breathe, Su Ruoqing coughed immediately.
She couldn’t pretend to sleep anymore, so she sat up and covered her red lips while coughing.
Leng Yuhe was full of fun as he sat at ease, continuing to smoke the cigar.
“Did you sleep well, little thing?” he asked.
Su Ruoqing opened her eyes wide, which were choked moist, and angrily gave him a glance.
She looked at him, like playing the woman, which made his gaze more meaningful.
Su Ruoqing quickly retracted her gaze and lowered her head, saying obediently, “Young Master, you’re back.”
Leng Yuhe knew that she was still acting, but he didn’t expose her, and even cooperated with her, replying “Hmm” to see how she was going to act.
Su Ruoqing walked off the sofa and took a step back quietly. “Do you want to rest? I’ll call the maids to serve you…”
Leng Yuhe pursed his lips and said, “No. You’ll be the one to serve me.”
Su Ruoqing looked down. “I don’t know how to…”
Leng Yuhe simply spat out a word. “Learn.”
Su Ruoqing clenched her fingers and felt very unhappy, but she still had to say, “… Okay.”
Leng Yuhe sat leisurely like an emperor, while Su Ruoqing went into the bathroom to bring water and then washed his face and hands before changing his clothes… As for the bath, she didn’t want to cause trouble for herself, so she didn’t mention it at all.
Leng Yuhe waited for her to finish everything, and then stared at the sweat on her cheeks, asking with a smile, “You are sweating. Do you want to take a bath?”
Su Ruoqing was stunned and immediately replied, “I have washed…”
She was even forced to wash twice.
Leng Yuhe pinched her waist and dragged her hard to the bathroom.
“Then have a wash again.”
Were they going to take a bath together?
Just thinking about it, Su Ruoqing was ashamed and disgusted. Then she struggled desperately as she grabbed the bathroom door, screaming, “I won’t…”
Leng Yuhe would not allow her to resist. Holding her slender body, he carried her into the bathroom, pulling her clothes with his big hand regardless of anything.
The fair skin was exposed again, and Su Ruoqing was shocked, screaming, “Young Master, you promised not to touch me!”
Why did this man always break his word?
Leng Yuhe let his hand in from her clothes which were torn off and kneaded the softest part on her body.
“It’s not that I won’t touch you. It’s that I won’t have sex with you.” He lowered his head and clung to Su Ruoqing’s ear, breathing out scorching air. “Why can’t I touch my thing?”
His thing?
When did she become his possession?
The fingers on her chest were wild and indecent, moving recklessly, and Su Ruoqing knew that she should play along and let him do whatever he wanted. When he lost interest, he would let her go.
But…
It was too much.
This man was really too annoying.
Su Ruoqing was anxious while her fingers approached a razor on the washstand, so she instantly clenched it without hesitation.
After killing this man… she could be free.
She didn’t have to worry anymore that after a month, she would be abused to death by him… and no one would force her to watch those terrible and bloody scenes.
The handle of the razor was hard and clearly pressed against her bones.
There was an upsurge of killing intent in her.
She knew how to kill people. Someone had taught her how to protect herself and kill people and get away from it in the most serious crisis.
Leng Yuhe didn’t seem to notice her slight movements, as he lowered his head to kiss her side neck, collarbone, moving his lips down inch by inch… It appeared that he was going to kiss her chest.
This beast!
The killing intent swelled to the maximum in an instant, and Su Ruoqing couldn’t bear it anymore. Then she grabbed the razor blade and pointed it accurately at Leng Yuhe’s carotid artery, stabbing it ruthlessly…