Chapter 752: Chapter 752: It’s Simply an Insult to My Taste
Zhixi’s face was flushed with shame, too embarrassed to open her eyes.
“He Jingyao, I want to separate from you!” Her voice was hoarse and sharp, tinged with a hint of crying.
“Oh? So you’re still not satisfied…” he murmured huskily, his hot palm caressing her lower back once again.
Zhixi shivered, quickly pushing his hand away: “Satisfied, more than satisfied!”
“Then, are you still curious about other men?” He lifted her chin, his voice deep.
Zhixi met his dark eyes, her own brimming with tears as she shook her head: “No… not at all anymore, I promise!”
To show her determination, Zhixi wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice soft: “Really… As I was watching, I thought, compared to you, those men are nothing. Why on earth would Zhuo Yuwei think I’d be interested in them? It’s a total insult to my taste!”
At this, He Jingyao’s eyes grew even darker.
His Adam’s apple bobbed several times before he gave her a peck on the lips like a reward: “That’s more like it.”
Zhixi’s legs moved slightly, accidentally touching a searing presence…
She restrained herself from looking at that area, asking seriously, “Are… are you okay?”
The man flashed a wicked smile, intentionally pressing against her as he breathed into her ear: “What do you think?”
Zhixi trembled slightly, shaking her head pitifully: “I don’t know… deal with it yourself.” ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novèlfire.net
“Help me,” he pleaded, his voice husky as he bit her earlobe.
“I can’t help you!” She refused with a flushed face, but her body was still firmly under his control.
Feeling stifled, she buried her head in the pillow and pretended to be dead, only for a sudden chill to strike below as he squeezed directly between her legs—
“He Jingyao!” she cried out, her face losing color, “Don’t mess around!”
“But it hurts…” he moaned softly, kissing her cheek, his breath exceedingly ragged.
Zhixi, with tears, finally submitted: “I’ll help you…”
A hint of laughter flashed in He Jingyao’s eyes, and after his throat bobbed, he uttered a husky “Hmm” in response.
After their tussle, it was deep into the night.
After it was over, Zhixi was exhausted, with He Jingyao even having to help her into her nightgown. She lay lazily in bed, not wanting to move an inch.
The man was somewhat satisfied, and thus in a good mood. He placed his warm palm on her abdomen and murmured seductively into her earlobe: “We should sleep now.”
Zhixi humphed: “Starting tomorrow, we’ll be separated!”
“Hah…” He laughed, not taking her seriously at all, and adjusted his position to hold her in his arms.
“I’m serious!” Zhixi widened her eyes, emphasizing forcefully.
The man glanced at her, then kissed her deeply. Only after he had left her breathless did he speak: “Let’s see how you plan to separate from me.”
Zhixi bit into the corner of the quilt, frustrated: “Then from now on, you aren’t allowed to bother me…”
“Mhm, I’ll try my best,” he laughed softly, his tone lacking any real sincerity.
Zhixi was furious! She was a pregnant woman, and still, this man bullied her—was there no justice left!
But because she was so tired, she fell asleep in the midst of her anger. In her drowsy state, she kept feeling tickles on her cheek as the man seemed to be kissing her face continuously… She wanted to tell him to stop, but overwhelming drowsiness made it impossible to open her eyes, and she quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Until she was awakened by a soft little hand pushing her.