Chapter 205 - Youre Asking Me Whether it Hurts?

Chapter 205: You’re Asking Me Whether it Hurts?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Fu Qinglun stretched out his arm and tugged at her dress, his intentions clear.

*No! *Lin Shiyu’s youthful face instantly went pale and at that moment, she let out a piercing scream, while scratching at his muscular arms like a wild cat. Two bloody lines of red welted up on his arms. With her eyes wide, even her usually clear voice had become irregular and shook. “Fu Qinglun, I will repeat myself for the last time. Don’t. Touch. Me!”

The blood coursing through Fu Qinglun’s veins pumped vigorously, his white hand landing on her beautiful face as he gave her a light slap. A wicked smile graced his perfect features. “Lin Shiyu, I’m your man. There’s nothing wrong with me wanting to take you.”

This bastard!

“Ha,” Lin Shiyu raised a corner of her red lips, she suddenly tiptoed and kissed his thin lips. “Fu Qinglun, how dare a weak-minded man who was done in a second behave so brazenly, who gave you the courage to do so?”

She opened her mouth and bit down on his brown lips.

She did it on purpose.

That mean thing!

Fu Qinglun cleared up his throat and sighed before holding down her waist.

“Fu Qinglun, I’m not letting you off on this!”

Fu Qinglun gave her a dark gaze and his lips formed an indifferent arch. “Lin Shiyu, you’d better get a clear sense over your own identity. You are my wife, Mrs Fu. I’m respecting you by having sex with you.”

Lin Shiyu’s legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the ground.

Fu Qinglun’s black pupils constantly contracted, his muscular arm made it in time to hold on to her narrow waist, “Lin Shiyu, what’s the matter with you?”

Lin Shiyu frowned and grit her teeth, while enduring the pain between her legs. “I’ve been stabbed by someone.”

“...”

Fu Qinglun used a towel to wipe away the water on her body, before carrying her into the room.

...

He placed her on the bed gently and found a clean black shirt to cover her body. Her fair body was now filled with marks, there were red patches between her legs and he supported himself beside her with his hands, while looking at her. In a gentle tone, he asked, “Does it hurt?”

Lin Shiyu lay on her side and buried her tiny face in the pillow. She didn’t reply.

Seeing the lack of response, Fu Qinglun was somewhat annoyed. “I’m going to ask you again. Does it hurt. Say something.”

Lin Shiyu kicked him and retorted angrily, “Are you a f*cking idiot? I’m in so much pain no thanks to you, and you’re still asking me whether it hurts?”