Chapter 9 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas StudiosEditor: Atlas Studios

His entire body was hot. He was so strong that she could not withstand him. Even his lips were hot. He leaned against her ear and said each word with extreme love and gentleness.

“Ah Ning, it’s you, right? I miss you so much.”

“Ah Ning, I was wrong. Please come back.”

“Ah Ning, Ah Ning, I’m begging you.”

Ning Qing felt suffocated. Her vision was blurry. She gritted her teeth and retorted, “I’m not your Ah Ning. She’s already dead. Have you forgotten?”

Nian Lie’s movements froze. His unclear eyes were filled with pleading and sadness. He was so emotional that it made one feel touched.

His voice was low and hoarse, his posture so low that it was like dust.

“No… Ah Ning, don’t say such things. Don’t say…”

He hugged her waist tightly, afraid that she would leave. His tone was humble, not like the high and mighty, cold and heartless man in the day.

“You’re still alive. You won’t die. I won’t let you die.”

Sorrow and bitterness overflowed from Ning Qing’s heart.

She was drenched in sweat and her bright eyes were filled with vigilance as she glared at the ceiling.

“She’s already dead. Stop lying to yourself.”

His face was completely pressed against her neck, and his warm breath sprayed on her skin, giving her a layer of goosebumps.

Ning Qing suppressed her fear and disgust and said word by word, “I’m Ning Qing. I’m her sister. I…”

She was not her.

“Ah Ning, you’re mine.”

He refused to listen to her. His palm touched her waist, warm and dangerous.

“You’ll always be mine. Don’t leave me.”

Nian Lie got up slowly. Under Ning Qing’s frightened gaze, he reached out and grabbed the collar of her pajamas.

The sound of cloth being torn rang in her ears as a very aggressive kiss fell as if it was going to imprint itself into her heart.

Ning Qing struggled like crazy. “Aren’t you with Su Yinuo? You drank with her. Why did you come back to look for me?! She likes you. You can be with her. Don’t touch me!”

His cold eyes were filled with madness. That strong possessiveness was accompanied by despair. He had already tolerated it to the limit and had nowhere to vent.

Ning Qing’s entire body trembled. Her red eyes met his as she said ruthlessly like a curse, “If you dare touch me, you’ll definitely regret it! She won’t forgive you. Forever!”

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