Qin Wuyan pressed again: "Xiao Yu, do you believe me? If you don't believe what I say, tomorrow I will become enemies with all the big families and start over again.
It's just that, as a substitute priest, I can't wield many powers, so I may not necessarily be able to overcome those people. At that time, innocent people will be killed or injured, and those involved will definitely be countless..."
How could Zhuang Xiaoyu tolerate these bloody incidents happening again? The Zhuang family had done enough crimes, and she couldn't bear any more unfortunate things to happen.
What Qin Wuyan did was not a kind of compensation for those people who were harmed by his father and brother?
Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her head silently, "I believe, of course I do!"
The wide rough and warm palm supported her delicate chin, and Qin Wuyan's palm stroked her chin, and before Zhuang Xiaoyu could finish speaking, he leaned over and put his thin lips on hers.
Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to avoid it, but Qin Wuyan fixed her small face. The man's overwhelming anger just now seemed to dissipate in an instant, leaving only tenderness, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of affection.
Qin Wuyan put his other palm on her back, and slid down along the Butterfly Valley on her back, embracing her slender waist, and his low and hoarse voice fell beside her ear: "Xiao Yu, Give me a baby."
He doesn't like children very much, but if he has a child, as long as it comes out of her belly, he will definitely like it very much.
If she had a child, she would tease the child in the mansion every day, and would not have so much thought to go out every day, and would not hear these gossips.
Qin Wuyan thought to himself, in the future, she should not be allowed to run around, but should be confined in the priest's mansion as much as possible, so as not to cause trouble.
Listening to Qin Wuyan's words, Zhuang Xiaoyu's cheeks were burning like fire, getting hotter and hotter. She was about to say that it was not the time to have a child, but Qin Wuyan's fingers had already untied her belt, and the coat slipped to the ground.
Her shoulders suddenly felt cold, and only a tube top was left on her body.
Spring is cold, the air is still cold, the brazier in the room has just been removed, Zhuang Xiaoyu is shivering from the cold, before she has time to resist, the man has already picked her up and strode to the side of the bed.
Zhuang Xiaoyu rolled into the quilt and wrapped herself up, her mind was muddled, sometimes clear and sometimes confused, it seemed that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.
Qin Wuyan bullied her, imprisoned her in his arms involuntarily, not allowing her to resist at all...
Zhuang Xiaoyu soon lost her consciousness, as if she was in the drifting canal river, the wind and waves were very strong, she was sometimes bumped and sent to the peak, and sometimes fell into the water, sinking up and down, her breathing was disordered, and she couldn't help herself …
Qin Wuyan seems to have accumulated for a long time, and finally got his wish tonight...
After the clouds subsided and the rain rested, he looked at the person who fell asleep beside him with a satisfied expression, but there was a trace of hostility and gloom on his face.
If this matter continues to pass on like this, he can explain it clearly the first time, what about the second time, and the third time?
As time goes on, there are always loopholes in his explanations. If Zhuang Xiaoyu knows something, he won't be able to get away with it as easily as today.
Qin Wuyan lifted the quilt, and was about to sit up quietly, but just moved a little, when he heard a vague cry: "Ah Yan."