Forty-Five: The Love Buried by Time (Forty-Five)

Jing Yu heard the man's footsteps getting closer and closer to her direction. Every step she took was obviously not heavy, and the plush carpet made her sound muffled when she stepped on it, but she felt as if it was always stepping on her heart.

He walked to the bed, was silent for two seconds, then suddenly lifted the quilt and lay next to her. The bed was huge, and he didn't approach immediately, leaving a short distance between them.

However, Jing Yu still clearly felt the heat on his body. In this winter, it's like a fire.

Jing Yu restrained himself from letting his disordered breathing betray him.

"Sleep this way." Yu Zeyao said.

Jing Yu didn't move or give him any reaction.

"You want me to do it myself?" His voice was lazy, as if he was a little drunk, and it was so sexy that it was shocking.

He was quite patient, "If I take action, it won't be as simple as letting you sleep. You are my prisoner of war now. I really want to have sex with you. In the end, all your resistance is just that you are willing to go to bed with me." ’ and the difference between ‘willing to sleep with me’. So, if I were you, I would choose to be obedient now.”

Jing Yu held a breath in his chest.

Scoundrel!

Moreover, he is so arrogant and confident!

She turned around and stared at him with angry beautiful eyes, "Let me go."

Yu Zeyao did not fall asleep completely, but only half leaned against the head of the bed. When she turned around, he lowered his eyes to look at her. His deep gaze lingered on her cheek. There was only a faint peripheral light from the bathroom in the room, but it did not affect his focused gaze at all.

Jing Yu felt as if his eyes were carving her into them, which made her even more panicked. She turned her face away and begged, "Don't just look at me, help me untie my tie."

Yu Zeyao frowned, as if he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and lay down on the quilt with his whole tall body. He hooked his long arms and hugged her tightly.

Jing Yu's breathing paused for a moment, and he pressed her chin on his shoulder, "Yu Zeyao..."

"Don't move." He breathed a little heavier, and she could clearly feel that his strong body was stiff and getting hotter. He frowned tightly, "I have an abdominal injury, and I can't touch you tonight even if I want you. But if you want to cause trouble, I have plenty of ways to cure you."

He said this,

Jingyu stopped moving for a moment. She was quiet for a while, making sure that the man was just holding her to sleep and had no intention of doing anything further. However, her body was still very tight and her breathing was not smooth.

after all……

He was now half naked, with only a towel covering his body.

The skirt on her body had been untied by him before, and the neckline had already slid down to below her chest. Her soft breasts pressed against the man's hard chest. This was really the first time she experienced this.

a long time……

She licked her dry lips and couldn't help but ask: "Don't you think it's hot?"

"If you feel hot, I'll take off your skirt for you." He replied without even raising his eyes.

Jing Yu: "..."

Sure enough, he took action. Jing Yu was annoyed that he had shot himself in the foot.

"Stop, I'm not hot anymore!" She quickly stopped him and arched her body back unconsciously.

Yu Zeyao saw her in such a mess and could only let him tease her, and her frown relaxed a little, as if she was a little more happy. He hugged her retreating body back, and Jingyu behaved now, biting his lower lip tightly without saying a word.

Stinking rogue! I don’t know if the voters who support him know what he is like in private.

"Have you ever had such an experience before?" Yu Zeyao suddenly asked her.

Jingyu didn't know what he was referring to. He lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her lightly, "Do you have any experience sleeping with men?"

Jing Yu said angrily, "Yes."

He just said 'hmm' from his nasal cavity, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not, and he didn't know what his mood was now.

Jing Yu thought that this man was so conceited and proud that he might not be able to accept a woman who was not perfect. If she lied, he might no longer be interested in him.

She whispered: "You have great supernatural powers. You should know that I had a fiancé before. If it were not an accident, he and I would get married soon."

"You mean...you slept with him?" Yu Zeyao's tone was always very calm.

"Isn't it just a matter of sleeping together?" She did not hesitate to sacrifice her reputation in order to gain freedom.

She thought he would get furious, but after a while, instead of getting angry, he chuckled and suddenly slipped his big palm under her skirt.

Jing Yu froze, his eyes trembling, staring at him nervously, "What are you doing?"

"Verify whether your words are true or false." Yu Zeyao's tall nose was pressed against hers, and his breath blew seductively across her face, "As far as I know, you haven't been willing to give yourself to him..."

His low and hoarse voice was too charming.

Jingyu was almost confused by his voice and became confused. But he quickly came back to his senses and felt that there was something wrong with what he said. He frowned and asked repeatedly: "How did you know? Who told you? You and Liang Shengyi... um..."

Yu Zeyao touched the injury on her face, stopped moving, and looked at her with deep eyes.

She seemed to feel humiliated and sad. She didn't want to meet his eyes. She just bit her lower lip and looked away.

Under the blurry light and shadow, the clear tears on her face were like a sharp sword piercing his heart. There was a dull pain in his chest and he withdrew his hand. Finally, with a sigh, he easily untied the tie from her hand with a flick of his fingers.

Jing Yu's hands were freed, her tearful eyes flickered, she was stunned for a moment, and then she raised her hand and slapped him on the left side of his face again.

Yu Zeyao held her hands and pressed them on the bed. His chest rose and fell violently, as if because of anger, or because he was trying hard to restrain his anger.

Jing Yu looked at him, sniffed, and then turned away, tears flowing more for a while. After all, he couldn't bear to blame her too much, and his angry eyes gradually softened under her tears. He twisted her hands behind her back and hugged her tightly, "Don't cry, I still think I am the one who should be wronged and cry."

He wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I blocked a bullet for you after all, so I am your lifesaver. It's not too much to ask you to give me your body."

Jing Yu's body was tense in his arms, and he didn't say anything.

Her body still hurts slightly because of his invasion just now.

"Okay, these two slaps, we're even." His voice softened a lot, and he patted her back soothingly, "But don't think I'll let you go just like that—"