"Ah, Zhang Xiaoshan, you are a beast, you’re not human."
Once Shen Xinhe lost her defenses, she immediately became extremely panicked.
Yet, at the same time, her heart had a special feeling.
She resented Wei Bao deeply. In White Dragon Village, he simply didn’t treat Shen Xinhe as a human being. During that time, her days were long, but habit is a terrifying thing.
Day after day, she seemed to become somewhat addicted to that feeling of helplessness.
The more domineering Zhang Xiaoshan acted, the more her heart actually leaped.
She felt like she had become a monster.
Yet she couldn’t resist that intrinsic feeling that stemmed from her heart.
Startled by Shen Xinhe’s outcry, Zhang Xiaoshan’s mind cleared up a bit.
Looking at Shen Xinhe’s face, flushed and agitated, he felt a little guilty.
If he really forced himself on Shen Xinhe, wouldn’t he be just like Wei Bao, that beast?
But was he really going to let his prey that was within reach go?
A qualified hunter would not be softhearted.
Especially when dealing with a rare animal that had walked right into the trap.
"No, she agreed to this herself, she was supposed to belong to me from the start, I am just collecting a debt," he thought.
Their eyes met, both struggling internally.
It was a matter of who would take the step first.
Zhang Xiaoshan stared hard at Shen Xinhe’s eyes, swallowing continuously, his body burning hot.
It was as if he had fallen into a volcano, ready to evaporate all his moisture.
This was too agonizing.
At that moment, a voice was echoing non-stop in Zhang Xiaoshan’s heart.
"She was already yours, what are you hesitating for?"
"How often do you come across such beauties in one lifetime?"
"You’re just a country bumpkin who ran into a peerless beauty, a top heiress from a wealthy family, a person you wouldn’t be able to meet in your whole life, but now she’s within easy reach. Just push a little harder, and you can taste the flavor of swan meat. What are you hesitating for?"
Indeed, even though Zhang Xiaoshan still wasn’t clear about Shen Xinhe’s specific background, one thing was clear: among all the women Zhang Xiaoshan knew, Shen Xinhe was probably the most powerful, and not even Jiang Man’s family at its peak could compare to Shen Xinhe’s.
She was already a queen-like figure.
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"Besides, she hinted at you last night; what are you afraid of?"
The negative voice inside kept tempting Zhang Xiaoshan.
Zhang Xiaoshan’s gaze drifted lower.
The thin bathrobe had been torn open, revealing a delicate collarbone...
She was as beautiful as a fairy who had stepped out of a painting; even those top female celebrities would pale in comparison to Shen Xinhe.
Shen Xinhe was equally at the pinnacle of anxiety, panting heavily, her black eyelashes fluttering rapidly, her alluring big eyes possessed an enchanting magic—as if they were an invincible black hole, capable of pulling someone inside.
"You, you better not mess around, otherwise, I, I will hate you for a lifetime."
Shen Xinhe’s cheeks were flushed as she turned her head to one side, not daring to look directly at Zhang Xiaoshan.
But her flustered and shy expression only made it harder for Zhang Xiaoshan to control himself.
"Shen Xinhe, I, I want, want you..."
Zhang Xiaoshan’s eyes seemed ready to spit fire.
Zhang Xiaoshan had encountered many women, but he had never found it so difficult to control himself as he did at that moment.
It was as if something deep within his soul was calling to him.
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoshan leaned in toward Shen Xinhe.
This was a probing move.
He wanted to know what Shen Xinhe really meant at this moment.
The very next instant, Shen Xinhe closed her eyes, pressing her lips together.
When Zhang Xiaoshan actually made contact, Shen Xinhe shook her head in a symbolic manner, making no substantial moves.
At this moment, Shen Xinhe’s heart, too, gave rise to a very strange feeling.
As if, their encounter was arranged by fate, they were lovers in a past life, and destined to meet again in this life, fated to fall into Zhang Xiaoshan’s hands.
At that moment, the small room turned into an arena of struggle.
Jia Lanhua was aggressive, Ge Xiue was virtuous, Yu Xiuxiu was gentle, Tao Qian was lascivious, Jiang Man was intelligent, and Sun Youyou was passionate.
But Shen Xinhe was different from them all.
She was impassioned, kind, stubborn, and contradictory.
It seemed as though she wanted to give herself completely to Zhang Xiaoshan, yet she didn’t want to be the first to submit.