His eyes were a little blurred, and his steps were a little messy, and he walked staggeringly to her bed.
"Who are you.."
She stared blankly as the charming young man got closer and closer to her.
The strong smell of alcohol hit my nose, which was a bit pungent.
The woman's intuition made her detect a somewhat dangerous aura. She subconsciously moved her body back twice, covering her chest with both hands, and looked at him defensively.
In the middle of the night, a drunk man was alone in the same room with her.
Her master had warned her since she was a child that she should never be alone in a room with a man. This was a very dangerous thing.
"Did I scare you?"
I don't know what happened, but just when she took two steps back, the charming young man suddenly showed an angry expression on his face.
He actually reached out his hand and pulled her up from the bed.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
Even when he was drunk, he was extremely strong.
The hand that grabbed her arm couldn't move away no matter what.
It was the first time Tong Caiwei encountered such a thing, and she turned pale with fright.
The young man looked at her panicked expression, and the anger in his eyes deepened.
The anger in the misty black eyes burned even more intensely.
Without any explanation, he turned over and suppressed her struggling body, restrained her hands above her head, pulled her clothes, and said with unsteady breath, "Are you so afraid of me?"
"When you see your elder brother, you fly around him like a butterfly. Why do you always avoid me when you see me? Am I that scary? Yan'er, do you hate me so much?"
With a "hiss" sound, the thin purple shirt shattered into pieces under his palm.
Tong Caiwei was so frightened that she screamed loudly, "You have recognized the wrong person. I am not Yan'er. Let me go."
"Yan'er, if I'm destined to not get your heart, I can only destroy you. Even if I get you, it's better than getting nothing at all."
"I know you are still innocent. Brother, he has never touched you. If I become the first man in your life, will you never forget me?"
A drunken boy has no sense at all.
"Hiss" The shirt, which was already in tatters, had another large piece torn off.
Tong Caiwei struggled hard under him and started crying in fright, "Let me go, let me go, you got the wrong person, my name is Tong Caiwei, not Yan'er, please let me go..."
The more she struggled, the more excited the boy became.
His breath became heavier and heavier.
A hot and scorching kiss fell on her lips.
He ravaged her tender lips without any gentleness, roughly pried her lips and teeth apart, and entangled her fiercely.
The smoky smell of alcohol filled their mouths, mixed with a faint smell of blood.
His warm and scalding hands moved over her delicate skin.
Tong Caiwei began to struggle desperately.
"Please, let me go, please..."
The young man was extremely strong, and her struggle was not only useless, but also aroused his passion.
Tears kept flowing out of her eyes, and a look of despair appeared on her pretty face.
Could it be that her first time was really going to be ruined in the hands of a strange boy?
No, she doesn't want it.
She doesn't want to give her first time to a man she doesn't love at all.