"Oh, it hurts..."
Ye Huan screamed in pain when her body was attacked by the attack without any signs of the previous scene.
But it didn't seem to be of much use.
This was already the fifth time tonight.
The man, who was supposed to sleep beside her, woke up at some point. His cold fingers lit the fire on her body as if he were deliberately flirting with her. A few seconds later, he turned over and barged in.
As he moved in and out, she felt that the pain was not so strong anymore. On the contrary, she enjoyed it a little.
Ye Huanyan's five fingers were tightly pulling the quilt under her body, and her teeth made a sound of "ah-ah".
In the quiet space, accompanied by the creaking of the bed board, the man's movements became more wild.
After an unknown period of time, the exercise gradually stopped.
She tried to grab the silk to cover her naked body, but Ling Han was not as good as she wanted. He threw the quilt aside first, put his arms beside her, and stared at her face with interest. "What's wrong? Are you shy?"
She did not dare to look him in the eye.
"Didn't you enjoy it just now? Why did you pretend to be so pure?" Ling Han lowered his body little by little and gradually approached her palm-sized cheeks. His red lips curved into a delicate arc, as if he was deliberately destroying the fortress in her heart. "Don't forget that I said that I would only be satisfied when I 'do' your body. I will only let you go when I'm satisfied."
He deliberately emphasized the word "do" and then enjoyed the embarrassment on her face with satisfaction. The flush on her face and her slender fingers holding the bed sheet made him feel better.
After a while, he let out a cold sigh and got out of bed. He picked up a white bath towel and wrapped it around his abdomen. Then, he walked lazily toward the bathroom.
"It's not good for your health to take medicine. Remember to dig it out. Don't make love with my grandma when you're pregnant. I don't like this."
After the crisp sound of closing the door, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, completely isolating Ling Han's voice.
Ye Huanyan opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling above her head. As the blush on her face faded away little by little, a touch of paleness appeared.
Heh... He dug it out.
She laughed at herself, as if she had gotten used to the man's tone.
Yes, he hated her to the core. How could he leave that thing in her body and let her be pregnant with his child?
...
When Ye Huanyan woke up again, the sky was already bright, and the empty place beside her was ice-cold.
She dragged her aching body and simply washed her body. She tied up her messy hair, put on a royal blue dress, and applied a little powder on the bruises on her neck, covering the little strawberries.
Downstairs, several servants were standing around the dining table to serve. Ling Han leaned on the main chair as if he had no bones. He raised the knife and fork in his hand, looking elegant and noble.
Noticing that she was standing at the top of the stairs, he paused and said casually, "Grandma called me just now and asked me to take you back to the old house on Saturday."
As he spoke, he cut another piece of steak and put it into his mouth.
"Back to... the old house?" Ye Huanyan was a little hesitant. She walked slowly down the last step, and her palm-sized face was full of entanglement. "Grandma, does she have something important to say?"
Otherwise, how could he have asked them to go back for no reason?
However, these words became more and more ear-piercing in his ears, and his eyes darkened unconsciously. With a "clang", the knife and fork collided with the bowl, making a crisp sound.
