So, she shamefully sank into it.
But the more this happened, the more her heart hurt, the more she suffered.
She didn’t want to keep entangled with him, didn’t want her heart to be affected by him any longer.
However, Tang Yuchen thought differently. He believed that by making An Ruo’s body unable to leave him, she would be even less able to escape him.
When it ended, An Ruo was gasping for air and lying face down on the bed, her face slightly turned, with wet strands of hair sticking to her face, carrying a sense of decadent sexiness.
The man’s hot chest pressed against her back, and he reached out to brush her hair aside, gently kissing her neck.
"Baby, did you like my performance today?" he asked in a low, ambiguous voice.
An Ruo closed her eyes, hiding the emotions in her eyes.
The man chuckled lowly and didn’t press further.
He held her body and said no more, quietly savoring the tranquility of the moment.
For the next two days, they barely communicated, but every night Tang Yuchen would intensely engage with her.
Each time she sank beneath him, An Ruo only felt more pain.
She felt that her life had become hopeless, that it had lost all meaning.
She was like a walking corpse in this world, her soul long gone, only her shell remaining.
So when the three-day limit was up, when Tang Yuchen asked where the child was, she murmured back at him.
"Tang Yuchen, are you happy with the way we are together?"
The man frowned slightly and coldly said, "What are you trying to say now?"
"If you’re not happy, why not let me go, let yourself go? You’re actually very unhappy, aren’t you? Let me go, this can’t continue."
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be just her being destroyed, but him as well.
Tang Yuchen looked deeply at her and didn’t get angry. He simply asked her, "Thinking of running away again? An Ruo, ever since we met, you’ve been running. Tell me, am I that frightening?"
"But I’ve never succeeded even once."
Initially, wanting to escape from him was because she didn’t love him, didn’t want to suffer his torment.
Now, escaping from him was because her heart was riddled with holes; she wanted to stay away from the pain, didn’t want to live in agony every day.
"If you had let me go from the beginning, we wouldn’t have ended up today," An Ruo muttered.
Tang Yuchen’s eyes suddenly darkened. What did she mean by that? Did she regret falling in love with him, regret being with him?
How could she deny everything about their past!
Suppressing his anger, he gave a faint, cold laugh, "If from the beginning you hadn’t thought about running away, we wouldn’t have ended up in this situation either."
An Ruo’s gaze shifted slightly, and she was stunned.
Whose fault was it, truly?
Tang Yuchen walked over and sat beside her, tightly clutching her shoulders, his gaze intense as he lightly said, "Baby, never think about running away again. I’ll tell you the truth, you can think about escaping only if you die, or I die."
An Ruo shuddered, scoffing coldly, "It seems my only choice to escape from you is death?"
The man’s breath hitched, he held her tighter, and his other hand caressed her abdomen, pretending to chuckle lightly.
"It doesn’t matter if you die, but inside your stomach, there might be a child. Would you have the heart to kill him?"
At the mention of a child, An Ruo’s heart sharply pained.
"I won’t have another child for you!" She forcefully pushed him away, agitatedly got up, and moved away from him.