Back in the villa, the man took her hand and led her striding upstairs and into the bedroom.
Closing the door, he pressed her hard against the door, kissed her roughly, and bit her lips fiercely.
He was very angry and uncomfortable in his heart, and he urgently needed to vent his anger.
She actually ran away again. Did she really not want to stay with him?
Or is she really in love with Yun Feiyang and has no feelings for him anymore?
Just thinking about this possibility makes the man feel breathless and has the urge to destroy everything. She is his, and the person she loves must be him, not anyone else!
Tang Yuchen's eyes darkened, and he held the woman in front of him in his arms, strangling her tightly, wishing he could rub her into his flesh and blood and become one with him, so that she would never be able to leave him.
His kisses became more and more intense and suffocating.
However, Anruo just let him vent without any resistance.
Her compromise made him frustrated, powerless, and even more angry.
With one force, he picked her up and walked towards the big bed. He pressed her body heavily and pulled her clothes eagerly.
"An Ruo, how do you think I'm going to punish you, huh?" Tang Yuchen raised his eyes and asked her dangerously with narrowed eyes.
An Ruo opened her empty eyes and just looked at him lightly.
"Speak!" He grabbed her chin and growled through gritted teeth.
He hated her indifference to him, which was worse than her quarrel with him.
I am not afraid that she will hate him or hate him, but I am afraid that she will have no love or hatred for him and will never have him in her heart.
An Ruo met his sinister eyes, she just curled her lips slightly but didn't say anything.
"I told you to speak!" The angry man punched her ear so hard that the bed shook several times.
"What do you want me to say? Tang Yuchen, you can punish me however you want, because... I am already living in hell."
Therefore, no amount of pain is unnecessary for her.
Let him do whatever he likes.
Tang Yuchen was shocked, and a trace of panic seemed to flash in his eyes.
However, he quickly regained his composure and said coldly: "Okay, you don't care, right? Then I won't be polite."
He kissed her lips again, pulled off her clothes a few times, and kneaded her body roughly with his hot hands.
This is sex without any tenderness, nor any affection or care. Instead, it is just venting, domineering possession, and rough punishment.
Time and time again, the man in me seems to be tireless.
The bodies of the two were obviously so close, but he felt that the distance between their hearts was getting farther and farther.
The temperature in the bedroom was very high and their bodies were covered with sweat, but they still felt very cold.
It's not that my body is cold, it's that my heart is cold.
An Ruo closed her eyes in pain, wondering why they had reached this point.
The man on top of him suddenly pulled away, strode out of the bedroom, and closed the door forcefully.
The room that was so charming just now is now filled with loneliness and coldness.
An Ruo pulled the quilt cover over her body, curled up tightly, closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep, but her trembling eyelashes and pale face betrayed her painful emotions at the moment.
Tang Yuchen wrapped himself in a bathrobe and went to the study. He stood on the balcony, lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply.
Going further and further away from An Ruo is not the result he wants.
But he couldn't let her go. If he really couldn't keep her heart, it would be better to keep her as her person.
