One Thousand One Hundred Ninety-Three Rage (II)

The night is getting darker.

When Tang Yu came back, a light was on in the villa, and Sister Li was waiting for him.

The room was peaceful, and the whole villa was empty...

The heartless little girl had obviously gone to bed long ago.

She would never wait for him. Yes, how could she wait for him? He would be happier if he went out like this. Didn't she always look forward to his leaving?

"Second Master." Seeing him coming back, Sister Li called respectfully.

Smelling the alcohol on him, she asked, "You are drunk, do you want me to cook some sobering soup for you now?"

"No." Tang Yu said two words lightly, and walked upstairs without looking back.

Sister Li looked at the back and sighed. It seems that she has never been really happy since the second master came back. However, the young lady is the same, she is depressed every day. These two people may really have a conflict of fate.

But, in this case, that night...

Sister Li shook her head and didn't think about what happened that night. It was the master's business, no matter how absurd it was, she couldn't say it casually.

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Tang Yu was going back to his room, but when he passed Song Zhixing's room, his footsteps stopped.

The door was not locked.

He turned it gently and the door opened.

Inside, it was dark. She was curled up in a ball, hugging the pillow and sleeping on the bed. The light from outside shone in through the open door, and Tang Yu could vaguely see her sleeping face.

Heh~

How jealous!

She still slept so peacefully and so soundly. Obviously, his anger tonight did not affect her at all.

But he...

The second master of the Tang family, what kind of woman does he not have? He was so embarrassed for a heartless little woman.

Ridiculous!

He let out a breath,

There was still the smell of alcohol in the air. He walked in and sat down on the bed. At the head of the bed, there was still the shirt she bought. Tang Yu held it in his hand, his eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to throw it into the trash can.

"Second uncle..."

Suddenly, a tiny murmur sounded, which was the mumbling in sleep.

Tang Yu's heart trembled, and his movements froze. Is she awake or asleep at this moment?

He tensed his body, and turned back stiffly and slowly.

The little girl was still sleeping with her eyes closed, and her pink little mouth moved.

So...

She didn't wake up.

Is she calling him in a dream?

Tang Yu couldn't believe it.

Maybe it was a nightmare...

But, what if it was a nightmare? At least, he could still enter her dream...

Tang Yu's frowned brows relaxed a little. The depression that had accumulated in his heart for a night dissipated a lot. His fingers fell on her cheek. He greedily and gently touched her body temperature...

"Second Uncle..." As if she was afraid that he had heard it wrong, she called again. This time, it was much clearer than before. Even with a little soft pleading.

"I'm here."

Tang Yu's voice was hoarse. He thought he might be crazy.

Just because of a little woman's low call, his heart was always agitated and restless.

She didn't know if she heard his response, her mouth flattened, her brows furrowed, "You let Xi Nan... come back, okay?"

Her words were like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, Tang Yu's eyes trembled.

The hand that fell on her cheek froze.

"This way, I can hate you less..." She continued.

Tang Yu exhaled a strong smell of alcohol and asked coldly: "Do you like him?" Otherwise, how could she still be thinking about him in her dream!

Yes, she was not thinking about herself, but another man!

Hearing his question, Song Zhixing nodded her head without even thinking about it, "Of course I like him..."

Xi Nan was a very good person. She had asked him questions she didn't understand before, and he never got tired of asking. Not only did she like him, but almost no male and female classmates in the class would dislike him!

Tang Yu didn't know what kind of love she meant by love. She only knew that this little girl had someone in her heart! But it wasn't him!

A strong sense of unwillingness and jealousy fermented in her heart.

Maybe she was really drunk, and even her self-control ability became extremely poor. The emotions that she had endured for several years were on the verge of collapse.

He suddenly didn't want to accommodate her pace anymore, and didn't want to care about her fear anymore. He only wanted her! Physically or mentally! He wanted her to have him in her heart, and only him!

Tang Yu couldn't bear it anymore, so he pulled the pillow out of her arms and threw it under the bed. With her arms empty, she felt very insecure, her thin eyebrows frowned, and her hands fumbled around, as if she wanted to grab the pillow back.

But, the next moment...

The fragile chin was pinched and lifted by a strong big hand. His hot and spicy kiss, with a strong and overbearing punishment, was deeply kissed without any objection.

The girl's immature taste came straight to her, lingering with the taste of alcohol between his lips and teeth, turning into the most ferocious aphrodisiac.

This taste...

This feeling...

He has been eager to taste it for many years, but he has been cautious, restrained and forbearing, not daring to touch it too hastily...

Tang Yu's whole body became manic, and the hot collision pulled every nerve in him, almost forcing him to go crazy. Indulging in her lips and teeth, he could not be gentle, could not slow down the pace, and could only let himself devour her beauty fiercely.

He wanted her!

I wanted her so much...

My whole body ached when I thought of it, and even my heart ached...

That desire for her was not only a physical need, but also a desire of the heart. He needed her heart to respond to him...

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When Song Zhixing was sleeping in a daze, she suddenly felt as if someone had grabbed her throat and she couldn't breathe. However, this feeling was not the feeling of someone grabbing her throat.

Because...

It was not painful.

Instead, it was like being wrapped in a blazing fire, making her sweat and tremble. On her lips, there was a burning and soft touch, rolling and sucking.

Then, something fierce and wet invaded her mouth.

She didn't know what was going on, she just felt like she was drowning in a bay of spring water, and she would melt at any time. She couldn't help but moan softly according to her instinct, and she felt her body was hot and restless.

Is this me?

She forced herself to wake up from this strange feeling. Then, the breath was the smell of alcohol from the man, and in her ears, there was the heavy and disordered breathing...

This voice...

She was too familiar with it!

Second uncle!

It was actually the second uncle!

He... was actually kissing her?

Moreover, this kind of kiss was not a dragonfly touching the water.

Instead, the kiss was passionate and lingering, with the frenzy of alcohol and the violence of a man, as if to drag people into the bottomless abyss, and there was no way back.

Song Zhixing took a breath of cold air, and instantly woke up, came back to her senses, and almost immediately pushed him away in shock.

Tang Yu had almost lost his mind due to the alcohol and lust, and felt her resistance, so he kissed her lips harder and harder, holding her hands with one hand and pressing them roughly above her head.

He didn't allow her to reject him!

Song Zhixing kept turning her head, trying to avoid his passionate lips, but he held them accurately.