Sixty-Nine: Love Buried by Time (Sixty-Nine)

Her hands were tied behind her back, and she suddenly stopped struggling.

Her eyes gradually dimmed, then became cool and slightly disappointed.

"You just want to sleep with me, right?" Jing Yu leaned against the wall and looked at him, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, her tone was almost calm, "When I asked you to save Jing Rong, I promised you that I was willing to let you do whatever you want. Now that I have met Jing Rong, even if I think it is a humiliation to do this with you at this moment..., I will not refuse again."

She said the word "humiliation" on purpose. His face really became more and more gloomy.

He exerted force on his hands and threw her on the bed.

The man leaned over, his expression fierce. The tenderness he showed to her yesterday seemed to have completely disappeared in this moment. Now his aura is the compelling aura of a superior who is high above and cannot be provoked or questioned.

There was a hint of stubbornness in Jing Yu's eyes, and underneath the stubbornness was a thin layer of mist, "Mr. Yu, I also hope you understand one thing - even if you really want me today, it doesn't mean that I will willingly submit to you -"

His eyes narrowed, and a sharp dark light flashed across them.

She continued, "My heart will never submit to you. If you want my heart, don't even think about it!"

Yu Zeyao took a deep breath, and the last sentence made him feel a pang of pain in his heart - he couldn't help but think of the scene of her leaning on his arms and calling another man's name.

He looked at her cruelly and fiercely, "Since I can't take your heart, it's not bad to start with your body - you'd better remember what you said and keep your heart well..."

When the man said this, his fingers slid to her chest and pointed to the position of her heart. Jing Yu took a deep breath, and the next moment, he whispered, "But let's see if I really can't take your heart."

Jing Yu was in a state of confusion. The man's determination made her feel even more uneasy. In fact, she had no confidence in keeping her heart in front of this man.

Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a chill in her chest. The man roughly and rudely tore off her pajamas.

The buttons of the pajamas were stretched on the carpet, rolled around, and fell into the corner.

Jingyu was wearing nothing under her pajamas. Now he roughly tore off her clothes, revealing her snow-white skin and proud breasts without any cover.

She had a great figure,

graceful curves, and delicate skin like satin. There was no flaw on her body, except for the marks he left on her in the morning.

However, these red and purple marks did not destroy the beauty of her body at all. Instead, they made her look even sexier, hiding a bit of seductive charm that she herself had not even noticed.

Yu Zeyao's eyes became deeper and deeper. He had an unprecedented strong desire to occupy this beauty immediately and let her belong to him and only him. What he wanted was not only her body, but also her heart.

He wanted to squeeze into her small heart and exclude the figure of another person, leaving no trace.

Under his hot, oppressive and aggressive eyes, Jing Yu had convinced herself to be mentally prepared to accept this man, but at this moment, her face was still burning. She turned her face away, not looking at him, her fingers pinched the bed sheet tightly.

"Sir!" At this moment, the door of the room was knocked, and the housekeeper's voice sounded outside the door.

Yu Zeyao's eyes moved away from Jing Yu for a moment, and he looked at the door gloomily. The housekeeper continued: "The dinner you ordered for Miss Jing is ready. Do you want to send it in?"

Jing Yu was slightly stunned. Then, he heard Yu Zeyao coldly say: "Go down! No one is allowed to knock on the door again without my order!"

His voice was hoarse, mixed with deep desire and impatience. The housekeeper and the servant who was pushing the dining cart were standing outside. When they heard this, they looked at each other. The housekeeper waved his hand hurriedly, signaling the servant to leave quickly.

It was quiet outside the door in an instant.

Jing Yu then turned his gaze to Yu Zeyao. He took a deep breath, leaned down again, and kissed her lips impatiently.

His big palm wandered freely on her body, and the strength in his hand was not light, as if he wanted to embed her whole body into his body, and as if he wanted to crush her.

Jing Yu's body trembled slightly in pain, and his body curled up unconsciously. However, he just bit his lips stubbornly and didn't say a word.

The more painful and unwilling she looked, the more angry Yu Zeyao became.

The big palm went down from her clothes and got into her pajamas...

The slender and mean fingertips made her tremble. Until the hard object broke into her tense and dry body without any warning or foreplay, and the burning pain made her bite her lips.

Tears unconsciously stained the corners of her eyes, and the sourness of the nose tip was not only because of the pain in her body, but because she was treated so roughly - this was not sex, nor flirting, but an absolute humiliation for her.

Yu Zeyao had treated her like this last time, but that time, he was more gentle and patient. She was angry, but not as cold as she was at this moment.

Tears wet the corners of her eyes.

Yu Zeyao raised his eyes and saw the moisture in the corners of her eyes, and his tall body shook violently.

But she didn't want him to see her like this, so she turned her face away and refused to look at him. Her fingers pinched the sheets under her body, because of nervousness, unwillingness, and sadness, the slender joints of her fingers were stretched to white.

Yu Zeyao looked at her from top to bottom. At that moment, it was as if the heart in his chest was squeezed several times by someone, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Jingyu felt that the man's movements stopped. She was still tense, and she refused to look at him even from the corner of her eyes. She just took a deep breath and said in a cool voice: "If you want to do it, hurry up. It's getting late, I'm sleepy..."

Her words sounded more like a mockery to him.

The man's eyes became colder. He leaned over and looked at her cold face seriously, then suddenly pulled away. His body relaxed instantly. Jingyu couldn't believe it and didn't know what he was going to do. He turned his head to look at him vigilantly, but saw that the man had turned over and got out of bed.

His expression was always cold, and he was adjusting his pajamas.

From his tightly stretched fingers, Jingyu could see that everything he had just done did not vent his inexplicable temper. Moreover, it seemed that his anger was even stronger.

Yu Zeyao didn't even look at her again, he opened the door and walked out, the door slammed with a 'bang' sound.

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