Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Ming Yao, you asked for it!
The woman’s delicate arms wrapped around his neck.
Her entire weight, almost entirely hung on him.
Moonlight sprinkled down, blending with the yard’s floor lamps, making her seem like a water sprite.
Those beautiful, misty eyes were fixated on him with allure.
Gu Siting’s heartbeat, skipped a beat.
Even though he kept rejecting this woman verbally, his body didn’t resist.
His head felt heavy, as if he was both clear-headed and in a daze, “Have you gone mad?”
Ming Yao originally didn’t want to look for him anymore, but he had presented himself on her doorstep!
“Am I not comparable to Lu Zhou?”
Gu Siting’s face darkened, “What kind of nonsense are you spouting?”
“Rumors say you’re gay, solely doting on your little assistant. I only want you for tonight, you can still dote on your little assistant tomorrow—ah!”
Before she could finish speaking, her slender waist was fiercely pinched by the man.
That force would likely leave her with a bruise.
Such a heartless bastard who doesn’t cherish beauty!
“Husband, the drug I’ve taken, if I don’t find a man, I might die.” She brought her bright and charming face close to him, water droplets falling from her hair, sliding down her cheeks, down to her collarbone, and deeper still. He glanced briefly before averting his eyes.
His towering figure became incredibly stiff as she leaned her whole body towards him.
The faint, elegant scent from her body rushed into his nostrils with the night breeze, making his blood surge faster.
Damn it all!
He was hooked by this woman once again.
“Husband, if you don’t help me, I’ll have to go out and find another man. I don’t want to die… ah!”
He pinched her harshly once again.
Ming Yao felt her waist was about to be broken by his grip.
This man, how could he be such a dog!
If he didn’t want to be her antidote, he should just say it. Why keep pinching her?
Her waist, it hurt so bad—
At that moment, Gu Siting felt as if he was caught between fire and ice, with two voices constantly battling inside him.
One voice told him to push this woman away, to prevent regret after sobering up tomorrow.
The other voice told him to grant her wish, they were a legally married couple, anything that happened between them was reasonable.
While Gu Siting was internally torn, the woman in front of him suddenly grasped his hand and bit down hard.
She bit fiercely, filling her mouth with the taste of blood before finally releasing his hand.
“You make me hurt, I need to let you hurt too.”
Her long eyelashes quivered lightly, her lips stained with his blood, weird yet gorgeous, inexplicably bewitching.
Gu Siting looked at her seductive red lips, his Adam’s apple moved sensually.
His bloodshot eyes closed then opened, but still couldn’t hide the darkness within.
“Ming Yao, you’re asking for this!”
As his words fell, Ming Yao was fiercely pushed to the edge of the pool.
Ming Yao’s lower back struck against it, and she cried out in pain, “Gu Siting, can you be any more of a jerk?”
Gu Siting said nothing, his long fingers clutching her chin, he kissed her hard.
It was called a kiss, yet wasn’t a kiss, for there was not a trace of tenderness, but more like venting.
Ming Yao was treated roughly by him, angry and annoyed, yet also deeply addicted to this presence.
She frowned, the last bit of reason telling her, not in the pool.
“Gu Siting, I’m cold, hold me and take me to your room—”
Her voice was tender and soft, dripping wet, like an invisible hand, scratching at his heart.
It was numbing and tickling.
“Ming Yao, I really want to… kill you!”
Despite his words, he still leaped up to the poolside, yanked her ashore, then with one long arm, hoisted her onto his shoulder.