Lin Xinlan was busy holding down his hands, trying to stand up and escape.
But he pressed down on her back, putting all his weight on her.
Forced to bend over, Lin Xinlan could only support herself on the table to withstand his body.
"Rong Shaoze, what on earth do you want to do?" she growled in embarrassment, glaring at him sideways dissatisfied.
The man rested his head on her shoulder, tilting his head to give her a half-smile, "Woman, tell me, how long has it been since I touched you?"
Lin Xinlan grew even more embarrassed: "Is that really important? I don’t remember."
Rong Shaoze’s eyes narrowed slightly, shimmering with fine light. From the side, his high-bridged nose looked even more perfectly sculpted, and Lin Xinlan couldn’t help but take another look.
"Of course, it’s very important. You should know your ’happiness’ depends on me. If I don’t make an effort, won’t you become even more wistful? Just now, you looked exactly like a woman neglected for a long time."
Such shameless words!
"Rong Shaoze, I really admire your way with words, turning non-existent things into reality. Let go of me, I need to go inside."
"No." Rong Shaoze smiled slightly, stubbornly trying to kiss her lips.
These past few days, Lin Xinlan had always carried a detached demeanor, no matter what you said or did, her expression wouldn’t change.
It annoyed him immensely, like punching cotton—it didn’t hurt, nor itch, but the itch in his heart was intolerable.
Today, the test results came out, and he could touch her without worry, provoking her anger.
Plus, with the long-term prohibition on consummating the marriage, it led to his especially excited lechery at this moment.
Lin Xinlan dodged all over the place, but his kisses shadowed her, impossible to shake off.
Seeing her disobedience, he directly pinched her chin, steadying her head, and kissed her deeply, their breaths fusing together.
It’s daytime right now, and this place is the garden!
If the servants saw this, she would be too ashamed to show her face.
Lin Xinlan felt guilty, as if she were doing something wrong. She struggled with whimpers, her innocent, pitiful eyes wide open, silently reproaching him.
Rong Shaoze’s burning gaze met her pitiful eyes.
His eyes darkened, he gathered his strength to hold her tight, lifted her onto the stone table, and pressed close to her.
Lin Xinlan couldn’t struggle, feeling his kisses becoming more fierce, as if he would swallow her whole.
At this moment, Rong Shaoze had totally lost his mind!
Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, Lin Xinlan spotted a servant walking this way. She grew increasingly anxious and tried to push Rong Shaoze away and warn him that someone was coming.
However, Rong Shaoze ignored everything. He was accustomed to being willful and domineering. If he didn’t care outside, even less so on his own turf.
The servant drew nearer, and it seemed he noticed the commotion here, slowly turning his head.
Lin Xinlan was so anxious. Her hand suddenly found a small flowerpot behind her, she grabbed it, without really thinking, and forcefully pressed it down on Rong Shaoze’s rear.
"Ah—" A sudden scream pierced the air, so unexpectedly that even Rong Shaoze didn’t know how it came out.
The servant just turned his head in time to see the Young Madam forcefully pushing away the young master and running off embarrassingly.
While the young master held his back tightly, his face flushed red, his eyes angrily wide open, with a terrifying, man-eating expression.
"Lin Xinlan, you damned woman, I won’t let you off!"