CH 81

Shen Zhonghua came again at night. After Qiqi lay down, the servant girls went out to guard the door and he came out from behind the screen.

He knew Qiqi hadn’t slept so the first sentence he asked was: “Did you go to Lian Hua Monastery today?”

“Mm.” Qiqi responded with a sound, turned over inward, and didn’t look at him.

Shen Zhonghua asked: “Was there any injury?”

Nothing could hide from him. It could be assumed that he heard about the assassins’ thing that occurred in the lotus pond and came over because he was worried about her.

“No.” Qiqi’s voice was faint: “Many thanks Wangye, for your concern.”

“Let me see.” As Shen Zhonghua said, he had already lifted Qiqi’s quilt. His voice was urgent like marching in the street. He grabbed one of her arms and raised her sleeve to see. It seemed that he didn’t believe her and wanted to confirm if her body was injured.

“Wangye!” Because there was a servant girl outside the room guarding, Qiqi lowered her voice. When Shen Zhonghua’s hands tried to pull her lapels apart, she reached out and pushed him. She looked at him courageously and in her eyes were obscure. Her faint tone of voice wasn’t as obedient as before. Rather it carried a tough refusal stance as she told him: “Please have respect.”

Shen Zhonghua’s action paused. Looking at her, there was no longer timidity and cautious, deep hidden love expressed in her eyes. It was defended, resistance, indifference, and also alienation.

His heart hurt abruptly. He didn’t like such eyes. Such expressions shouldn’t appear on Qiqi’s face. Such Qiqi made him feel unfamiliar and scared.

He reached out to cover Qiqi’s eyes and now it was black in front of Qiqi’s eyes. Since she didn’t know what Shen Zhonghua wanted to do, her heart was pounding fiercely.

Until she heard the rustling sound of him pressing down, she didn’t have time to reach out and pushed him away, Shen Zhonghua’s lips had already pressed down.

He was eager and domineeringly sealing her lips.

“Mm......!” Qiqi didn’t have time to resist, Shen Zhonghua had already caught her hands to the top of her head and restrained her. His kiss was like a turbulent storm, sucking her lips urgently. He even overbearingly pried open her teeth, pushed his tongue in, and held her jaw so that she couldn’t exert any force nor resist as he continued his siege.

Qiqi was locked by Shen Zhonghua at death’s door. Although she knew martial arts, she had no power to fight back so Shen Zhonghua pressed on her and intertwined with her lips and tongue. He covered her body and one leg squeezed between her legs. His thigh was intentionally or unintentionally pushed against the center of her legs. The more Qiqi’s struggled, the more tight Shen Zhonghua held her in his arms and stuck even closer!

On several occasions when Qiqi felt she was almost suffocating, he released her lips. She only had time to gasp a mouthful of fresh air and was kissed fervently by Shen Zhonghua again.

Not knowing how long it was. The bed was messy, both of their breathing was heavy, and Shen Zhonghua only let her go by this.

Looking at Qiqi’s chest violently went up and down and because of the messy struggling, her snow breasts were exposed. Shen Zhonghua hurriedly got up from Qiqi’s body and pulled the quilt over to cover her.

“I......” He looked at Qiqi’s red and swollen lips he had kissed and explained: “I’m just worried about you......”

“I......” One was afraid that in the previous life and in this life, only now would he appear so embarrassed in front of Qiqi.

Shen Zhonghua said to Qiqi: “I didn’t expect to force you.”

In his state just now, Qiqi was really scared that he was going to pull her trousers next. Don’t know whether she was scared by his impertinence just now or she drank some sweet-scented osmanthus wine made by her second sister-in-law this evening, her head was a little over the top, and had a terrible headache. Qiqi suddenly sneered and said: “Regardless of wanting or not, you’ve always forced me.”

Qiqi’s face was red and burning hot. Part of it was the origins of the prolonged, deep kisses of Shen Zhonghua. Part of it came from the aftereffect of the sweet-scented osmanthus wine. She looked at him as she tightly gripped the quilt on her chest and said to Shen Zhonghua line by line and word by word to crush his heart: “I used to be a person that dies and your most loyal servant, but I’m neither your concubine nor a prostitute of the brothel!” (tenderflower: yeah! You tell him!)