Su Zhixi sucked in a breath and felt her legs buckle.
He Jingyao then went along and grabbed her… hips.
The positioning of the man’s palm made the girl panic.
“H-He Jingyao…” Her voice was pleading.
“Hmm?” he responded with a raspy voice, as if holding something in.
He carried Su Zhixi up effortlessly with his arms and pried her legs open as his kiss moved southwards.
Su Zhixi struggled for air and bit down on her lips in an attempt to stifle her moans.
The tingling sensation emptied out her mind, and her body trembled as she felt the man’s tensed muscles.
He Jingyao set her down on the sofa and enveloped her, capturing her lips.
Su Zhixi finally felt panicked!
She opened her eyes, only to meet He Jingyao’s deep ones. The darkness of his eyes was like a whirlpool that drew her in.
Her wrists were restrained by the man, and Su Zhixi found that she could neither struggle nor call for help.
The man was not teasing her like he usually did.
He… truly wanted her!
Su Zhixi’s eyes widened in her shock.
He Jingyao brought her hands over her head with one hand and positioned his other hand on her… chest!
The sensation only made the man’s breathing harder.
His eyes darkened, as if in curiosity.
Su Zhixi finally could not hold it in anymore. Her cheeks were flushed, and tears flooded her eyes, either out of anger or arousal.
“He… wu!” She opened her mouth, only to give the man the chance to go further.
***
He Jingyao had already forgotten his aim.
From the moment he saw her, his desire had taken over, losing all rationality.
The soft body in his arms was scalding and felt amazing.
He felt all the cells in his body boil, and the urge pushed him to look for an outlet.
“Zhixi…” He called out her name with a raspy voice. When he finally looked up, the girl was biting down on her lips. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked like she was in pain.
His eyes widened, and he cursed to himself.
The man used all the self-control he had to repress his burning desire. He then left go of her wrists and pulled her into his arms.
Su Zhixi did not expect to be let off. She instinctively backed away, hiding from the man’s embrace. Her widened eyes were filled with fear.
He Jingyao frowned slightly.
Based on what Huo Yanhui said, if a woman despised intimacy with a man, that was a clear indication that she did not like him.
And she was this afraid… Did she hate him that much?
He Jingyao felt worry well up in him.
“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice still hoarse from desire.
Su Zhixi bit down on her lips. She saw his frown, which appeared to be one of worry and confusion.
“Young Master He, I’m not that kind of person!” she said angrily.
Did he think that he could do whatever he wanted just because she had been easy to talk to the last few times?
He Jingyao burst out laughing.
“Yeah, I know you’re not.” His throat moved a little as he caressed her hair. “I just could not help myself earlier.”