One Hundred and Sixteen: Love Buried by Time (One Hundred and Sixteen)

Facing the man's stern look, she finally raised her lips with force and smiled brightly, "If Mr. Yu can be so kind, that would be the best."

Such a smile, coupled with such words, is dazzling to the extreme.

Yu Zeyao's face became even more gloomy. He raised his hand, clasped her arms, and easily lifted her up from the sofa.

The memory of that night was terrifying to Jing Yu, and the pain of being torn apart from being so close came back. She instinctively shrank back, trying to keep her distance from him.

Resistance, fear.

He felt it clearly, the sharp pain in his chest, and the heart in his chest hurt as if it had been twisted into a knot.

It hurt so much that I couldn't help but tighten my hands. His fingers were so stretched that they turned white, as if they were about to crush her bones.

Jing Yu gasped in pain and twisted his body to struggle. Yu Zeyao clasped her chin with one hand and pulled her sad little face closer.

Without giving her a chance to resist, he kissed her lips hard.

Jing Yu squeezed his hands and pushed her, his voice was hoarse, but his eyes were extremely cold, "As soon as he comes back, do you want to protect him like a jade?"

This man is always talking nonsense

It was obviously him who hurt him from the beginning to the end, so why did he act like he was hurt by her now?

"Yu Zeyao, let go of me!" Jing Yu struggled, looking at him with cool eyes, "I don't want to keep myself safe, and I don't want to do it with you now."

"It's okay, don't you want to?" He sneered, reached out with his long arm, and lifted her up from the sofa. Jing Yu raised his fist to hit him, and his cold voice sounded from above his head, "Unless you don't want to see your father and Jing Rong again, feel free to reject me!"

Jing Yu was startled.

All movements were frozen.

He looked at the man's profile with a deep look, his eyes filled with mist.

That mist made Yu Zeyao feel more painful and pityful. He never thought that one day he would be the one who made her cry the most.

As if he couldn't vent his pent-up emotions, Jingyu looked away, but more and more tears flowed. Those moist clear tears were like whips hitting Yu Zeyao's heart.

He kept waiting for him. Suddenly he couldn't bear it anymore and put her down and pressed her against the cold wall.

She looked at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes. Through the hazy fog, you can clearly see the care and even tenderness in the man's eyes.

She can't understand him

Why can a person change so naturally between a devil and a knight, making her hate and love her, sometimes in hell, sometimes in heaven?

"Don't cry anymore." Yu Zeyao ordered in a hoarse voice. These four words contained too many complicated emotions. Even, there was a bit of helplessness that he couldn't do anything to her.

It was okay if he didn't say it, but when he said that, her tears fell even harder. The tip of my nose was sore, and my tearful eyes were as red as crystal, "You want to threaten me with my dad and Jingrong again?"

"It's enough to threaten you even if you don't take them." Yu Zeyao clasped her waist with one hand, holding her close to him. Leaning forward, his lips were close to her ear, "If you cry again, I'll kill you right here!"

Jing Yu swallowed back his tears, "If I don't cry, will you leave here now?"

Yu Zeyao's eyes darkened.

This woman is so eager to drive her away

"Even if you smile at me now, it's already too late." As he finished speaking, he sucked her lips. The harder she struggled, the harder he sucked. Jing Yu pushed him, and his pajamas were torn off by his hands.

She is not a light-hearted person either. When she is angry, she will bite when she opens her mouth. Yu Zeyao was hurt by the bite, but instead of being angry, he chuckled and lifted her up from the ground.

Jing Yu hit him on the shoulder with his fist, but this man was domineering and arrogant, and she was no match for him.

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Because of the last experience, Jingyu's whole body was tense. Being pressed under the man, her thin body shivered uncontrollably.

Yu Zeyao felt it, and the original domineering and arrogant gradually became gentle.

Yu Zeyao felt the changes in her body and leaned over...

I don’t know how long it took for such passion to dissipate.

Yu Zeyao sank into her body and refused to leave for a long time. Jing Yu bit his lip, feeling all sorts of emotions including sourness, depression, annoyance, and self-blame.

This man was clearly someone she should hate. He destroyed all her peaceful life, whether it was Liang Shengyi or her father, but at this moment, her body was still accepting him uncontrollably.

This made her unable to forgive herself.

Self-loathing surged up, forcing her to distance herself from him even more. She twisted her body, trying to push him out of her body. Yu Zeyao groaned and pressed her waist with his big palm.

"Don't move. If you move again I will want you again."

Perhaps due to lust, his tone was much gentler than the arrogant tone before. So was the look in her eyes.

For a moment, Jing Yu almost felt as if nothing unpleasant had ever happened between her and this man.

She didn't move anymore and turned away, "I'm going to wash up."

"I'll hug you." Yu Zeyao reached out to hug her, but his hand was held by Jing Yu. He looked at her, clearly showing rejection on her face, "I'll do it myself."

Yu Zeyao's eyes became deeper, he pondered for a moment, and finally, he pulled away from her body.

It was too intense just now, and coupled with the ups and downs of emotions, Jing Yu only felt physically exhausted. He got off the bed and his legs felt weak.

She could feel the burning gaze of the man behind her staring at her, so she forced herself to go into the bathroom.

She soaked in the bathtub for a long time, stunned and confused. She didn't know what the future would be like if she continued like this, and she didn't know how long he would keep her under house arrest here.

Her heart was empty and she felt indescribably uncomfortable.

She soaked until the water was almost cold before she got up. She thought that the man should have left and was no longer here.

However, when she walked out wrapped in a bath towel, she found that the man was sitting by the window. He had his back to her and a cigarette in his hand.

There was only a dim light in the room, which made the back look even more lonely and desolate.

Jing Yu looked at her, and his heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and it hurt faintly.

"Come here." He suddenly spoke, probably because he heard the noise and knew that she had come out of the bathroom.

I was too busy today. I was checking the information of the signed version of the book. There were hundreds of them, and I was about to faint.

The published book contains a signed copy, a photo of the author, a postcard, and a bookmark of Su Su and Night Owl. You can keep it as a souvenir, and I will ask them to make it more exquisite.