C150 (1/2)

Thick curtains covered the only window in the lounge, and the single bed was lit with a small lamp that emitted a faint, melodious light.

The air in the room became thinner and thinner, and the atmosphere was heavy. As they stuck close together, they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats.

Yu Huan knitted her brows and was the first to recover from her shock. She asked in a deep voice, ”Are you crazy?”

”I have indeed gone mad. I've really gone mad thinking about you!” His low, husky voice floated into her ear. It sounded heavy and seductive.

”Chu Yufeng, this is the banquet, the banquet's resting room!” Yu Huan closed her eyes and an anxious look flashed across them as she reminded Chu Yufeng.

His hand was on her body, his thin lips lightly nibbling at her earlobe, causing her to continuously dodge and laugh in a low voice. ”I know.”

”You know you're still …” Yu Huan struggled as she hid. Anxiety filled her eyes. If someone were to suddenly come here, wouldn't they see them?

”So what?” Chu Yufeng opened his mouth with an indifferent expression, and reached his hand into her dress through the collar.

Yu Huan sucked in a breath of cold air. She could feel the breaths of the people behind her getting heavier and heavier. The tension in her heart grew increasingly stronger. She viciously pushed him away and turned around to glare at him.

He swallowed his saliva and said softly, ”Chu Yufeng, don't be like this. This is a resting room. There will be people coming anytime.”

Chu Yufeng had no idea what Yu Huan's expression looked like. His hair was slightly messy, and his eyes were pleading while his long blue skirt hung over his body.

Chu Yufeng's eyes narrowed slightly. A small flame rose up from the depths of his eyes, spreading out uncontrollably.

Her scent was still so familiar, so familiar that he couldn't control himself.

He leaned over her and pressed her down on the dressing table.

Her back slammed against the glass, and she sat down on the dressing table. She raised her head in fear, but before she could stop him, his forceful kiss stopped her.

Their auras merged into one.

Yu Huan's entire body was limp. She was actually enjoying it. Her nerves felt like it had defeated her rationality, and her brain didn't even have time to control itself before it fell into a frenzy.

His large palm directly tore her long skirt apart, and his hand skillfully circled around her back.

The air in the room became thinner and thinner. She narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but look at Chu Yufeng.

The hand on her waist pulled her down, causing the two of them to stick together even more.

Even through the clothes, she could feel him gathering his strength.

”Don't …” Her small mouth slightly opened, but she refused in her eyes.

”No? Hm? Now you have a choice? ” Chu Yufeng chuckled, but was provoked by her words.

He looked at the woman who was gritting her teeth, her face filled with pain, and a trace of softness flashed in his eyes.

However, desire gradually overcame reason.

After an unknown period of time, he finally let go of her.

She was biting her lips until they bled, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitiful as she leaned weakly against the wall.

Chu Yufeng frowned. He hadn't paid any attention to Yu Huan's feelings just now.

He tried to hug her, but she slapped his face.

”Chu Yufeng, you bastard, I'll never see you again!” Her voice was hysterical, hoarse and low, but it contained boundless hatred.

Chu Yufeng laughed and looked at her coldly, ”Yu Huan, this is not something you can choose.”

Her eyes were red and her tears were as big as beans. All her strength had been squeezed out and she looked at her torn clothes shamefully. She bit her lips.

She wanted to stand up, but pure pain came from her waist. She sucked in a breath of cold air. She didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Chu Yufeng seemed to see her distress, and gently carried her to the single bed.

”Don't touch me.” She stubbornly pushed him, her eyes full of hatred.

”What I should have touched, what I shouldn't have touched, do you still need this much time?” His voice was slightly mocking.

Yu Huan closed her eyes in shame. However, she could feel that he was helping her to put on her formal attire.

Chu Yufeng noticed the bruise on her waist, and a look of regret flashed across his eyes. He zipped her up, picked her up and let her stand on the ground, then quickly tidied up her hair.

Other than the bite marks, the crying marks on her cheeks were the same as when she first walked in.