Tang Jingze was soaked to the skin, his white shirt seemed transparent, his body was tense, and an inexplicable emptiness swept through his body.
"You are always so arrogant, I can't feel any tenderness and consideration in you, but why do you..."
He wanted to say why he remembered her unforgiving face at that moment.
But before he finished speaking, Song Nanqiao had already pushed him away.
"Did you drink too much, or did you pick up the wrong nerve? I'm not the person you want to vent to."
He chuckled, nodded, and then stopped smiling for just a moment.
"I didn't drink too much, and I didn't go crazy. I was drugged!"
His honest confession, wanton flirting, and the burning heat of his breathing kept approaching her.
Song Nanqiao concealed her surprise and looked at him with cold eyes, "Weiya is so bold?"
As if she realized something again, she opened her mouth and smiled, "You are quite outspoken, which really impressed me! What? Isn't the new trick fun? In order to find more excitement and satisfy your extravagant and lustful bad habits, Wei Ya
It’s also a painstaking effort. Don’t say I didn’t remind you. If you do this kind of thing too much, it will hurt others and yourself. You are full of energy, so you should control it at the right time.”
"Extremely extravagant?"
He turned around and pressed her against the bathroom door. He propped his straight arms on the door and gently scratched her face with his fingertips.
"So that's it. It seems like I'm overthinking it. I don't need her to satisfy me. I want you to satisfy my extravagant desires."
Song Nanqiao suddenly trembled. With his sinister tone, it was obvious what he wanted to do next.
He subconsciously went to pull the door, but he held it firmly with both hands and couldn't open it at all.
His thin lips brushed against her ear, and the hot breath tickled her ear.
Song Nanqiao could only reach out and push him.
"Don't touch me. You should go back to Wei Ya. She can satisfy you and will do whatever you want. What does it mean for you to do this to me? I have played with you one after another. I feel sick for you!"
"Is it disgusting? Don't say it, I just want to disgust you!"
His tall body then pressed forward with fierce aggression.
"Tang Jingze, let go!"
She struggled, but he restrained her hands, her big palms fell down, and the coat she was wearing fell to the ground.
He was already incredibly strong, not to mention that he was drugged now.
Song Nanqiao lowered her head to bite, but the man quickly lifted her head up, forcing her to raise her head.
"Don't struggle pointlessly. We are both husband and wife after all. There is no need to act as if I am forcing you."
Tang Jingze's palm slid across her neck. He knew that he was like a bad wolf at this moment, but he couldn't control it.
Song Nanqiao held his hand that was moving downstream, having a premonition that he would treat her roughly.
She snorted coldly, "Aren't you using force now? What? Do you still want me to give birth to your child?"
Being used to her provocations, he didn't take it seriously.
"If you want to give birth, then give birth."
"But I don't want to, I don't want to give you a child. Why should you have the final say on everything? If you play with the feelings between your hands, whoever cares about it will have the baby."
He seemed to be irritated by her words, and he clasped her wrist with his big palm and threw her on the big bed.
Song Nanqiao's breathing stagnated and he began to cough violently.
Tang Jingze paused when he was about to unbutton his shirt, and bent down to touch her forehead.
But before he reached out his hand, she looked wary and stepped back.
With a stern look in his eyes, he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him.
"You are a ungrateful woman who sincerely wants to make trouble for you, right?"
The man then leaned down, but Song Nanqiao was unwilling and tried his best to refuse.
He was angry and seemed to have lost his patience.
"Why don't you just do it once? It's not like you've never done it before. Why are you pretending to be an innocent girl?"
"Tang Jingze, you bastard! Are you tired of Weiya again? Do you want to try something new? You are really a heartless and unjust person."
She waved her hands, and he tilted his head, just in time to be hit by her waving hand.
"You dare to hit me?" This is not the first time she has slapped me in the face.
His red eyes reached the limit of endurance, "So what? Song Nanqiao, I just want to kill you!"
A playful word made her feel extremely blasphemous.
Tang Jingze turned his head angrily and bit hard on the wrist he was holding on to her. Tang Jingze frowned.
"release!"
He shouted harshly, and she could taste the blood in her mouth.
Due to the properties of the medicine, he actually felt relaxed.
A pleasant sigh escaped from his throat.
But she felt more and more disgusted.
And he couldn't hold on any longer. This feeling seemed to be killing him, and he was eager for it.
He simply straddled her waist, took her hands, took out the belt and tied it up, then tied it into a knot.
Now, naturally, he was allowed to do whatever he wanted.
"Didn't you say that I am extravagant and lustful? Then wait and see how I make you surrender and how I take possession of you. I guarantee that I will give you the most vivid happiness."
Deep feelings lingered at the bottom of the pool, and he leaned forward to kiss her, as ungently as ever, stretching down her face.
Song Nanqiao bit her lip, a deep sense of humiliation welling up from the bottom of her heart.
"Tang Jingze, I hate you!"
The man had completely lost his mind, and with the rapid movements, veins appeared one by one.
"Hate it! I don't care!"
There was a violent storm outside, and she looked out the window, with a faint tear falling from the corner of her eye.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
After being relieved, Tang Jingze leaned against the bedside and remained silent.
Their clothes were scattered on the floor. He got up to take a shower and put on clean clothes when he came out.
He came over, stood on the edge of the bed, and wanted to hug her, but she pulled her away in disgust.
"I'll take you to take a bath."
"You don't need to be pretentious."
Her throat felt itchy, and she couldn't help coughing.
Tang Jingze didn't insist anymore, he frowned and looked at her.
"You haven't recovered from your cold yet?"
"Don't worry, my cough can't be transmitted to you."
Her tone was too cold.
He pursed his thin lips tightly, hesitated for a moment, and walked out of the room.
Song Nanqiao felt that his body was no longer his, and it hurt so much that it seemed like it had been torn into several pieces.
He opened the quilt, picked up the clothes next to him and quickly put them on.
This is the second time, and unlike the first time, this time I really feel it.
It seems that things that I thought were beautiful before suddenly collapsed in an instant.
When Tang Jingze came up, he had a glass of water and a pill in his hand.
Song Nanqiao smiled sarcastically and threw the white pill into his mouth, which had a bitter taste.
He was very 'considerate' about this and gave them medicine immediately after finishing the work.
"I'll take you to choose clothes."
Tang Jingze looked at her side face, his lips twitching slightly.
She recognized what he meant, looked away with a cold face.
"No, I don't want to go to the dinner party with you."
She responded almost without hesitation, suddenly remembering something, her face became solemn.
"Let me ask you, where is the down jacket I put on the sofa downstairs?"
When she came back, she looked for it herself, called Xiao Yuan and asked her. The only possibility was...
"I threw it away"
Chapter completed!