She had known for a long time that a man like him must have been among the flowers. He only had a temporary sexual interest in her, and she didn't understand his world at all. It was normal for him to have a woman.
But why did she feel uncomfortable, restless, and irritable? She seemed to be lost in the woods and didn't know where the exit was.
Simply, she closed her eyes and recited poems loudly out the window: "Sentiment has been hurt by separation since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival. Where can I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time.
The beautiful scenery is just in vain. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell me."
"The evening rain sprinkles the river sky to cleanse the autumn..."
Wen Tong recited all the poems she knew until she was out of breath. Then she felt that the breath in her heart had calmed down a lot, and some unpleasantness seemed to have become lighter.
The sea in the distance was calm, and her heart gradually calmed down.
She knew that she was just an underground lover he bought with money, and as long as she fulfilled the contract, it was not her turn to care about anything else, and she had no right to care.
"I rest alone in the Mingyue Tower..."
When Beichenxiao came in, Wen Tong was lying on the bed, seemingly asleep, but still muttering in a low voice, as if he was very unwilling to do so.
She had not yet taken off her shoes and was wearing them on her feet.
Her feet looked to be only size thirty-five, wearing black round-toe shoes. They were slim and cute.
When Bei Chenxiao found that his hand was reaching for her shoes, he was stunned for a moment, but he did not take it back.
He squatted on the ground, holding her slender ankle with one hand and pressing her shoelace with the other.
In this way, he took off her two shoes, and then her socks. Her little feet were as smooth as white jade and could be held with one hand. He pushed her legs inward, trying to straighten her legs.
Wen Tong suddenly woke up from her sleeping position with this push. She opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, and the passionate scene she just saw flashed through her mind.
Bei Chenxiao was about to brush away the messy bangs from her forehead, but she tilted her head and avoided it, leaving his hand hanging in the air awkwardly.
He curled his knuckles and then clenched them into fists.
Wen Tong turned his back and seemed to be able to feel the huge anger radiating from his body. He didn't like her disobeying him and she touched his inverse scale.
But she just didn't want to see him at this time, very much.
"Are you hungry?" He tried his best to suppress his anger in his voice. Wen Tong could not hear it, but he still said nothing and threw his stubborn back to him.
She didn't understand what was happening to her. Normally, she would never have had the courage.
"Very good." He finally no longer concealed his anger. He grabbed Wen Tong's back collar and easily lifted her up, forcing her to look into his eyes that were burning with anger.
Without any explanation, he pushed her to the head of the bed and pressed her up. He pinched her cheeks hard, and two deep pit marks immediately appeared on her fair face.