Chapter 334 - 334 335 Expulsion (3)_1
Chapter 334 - 334 335 Expulsion (3)_1
?Chapter 334: Chapter 335 Expulsion (3)_1 Chapter 334: Chapter 335 Expulsion (3)_1 The very next second, Liang Chen angrily flung away the ointment in his hand, and staring into her eyes, he roared furiously, “Jing Haohao, what the hell’s gotten into you today? Hasn’t it gone on long enough!”
Contrary to Liang Chen’s simmering anger, Jing Haohao calmly stood up and said, “I’m going to take a shower.”
Once she said that, she headed for the bathroom.
Without a second thought, Liang Chen extended his hand and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to him. Jing Haohao, however, reached out, grabbed a nearby pillow, and slammed it down onto him, her voice bristling with temper, “I said, I’m going to take a shower!”
Liang Chen angrily threw the pillow aside and lunged at her. Jing Haohao raised her hand to shove at his chest. Her resistance intensified until she was kicking at him.
In the more than half a year that they had been together, she had never rebelled against him so fiercely. At this moment, Jing Haohao was harnessing all her strength, fighting like a trapped animal, defying Liang Chen with everything she had.
Liang Chen, not wanting to hurt her, abstained from using brute force. Yet Jing Haohao seemed endlessly restless, incessantly demanding, “Let me go, let me go!”
Listening to her was only fuelling his anger and eventually, he picked up his necktie from the side, captured both her arms in one hand, and with the other, wrapped the tie around her wrists and tied it into a knot.
Jing Haohao was already in pain from her wrists. Being bound tightly by Liang Chen, she couldn’t struggle free. She was forced to put all her efforts into her legs. With her arms out of the equation, Liang Chen easily restrained her legs.
Her fierce resistance inevitably led to friction with his body, inflaming his anger and arousal. Liang Chen, hovering over Jing Haohao, caught his breath and then lowered his head to find her hair slightly wet from the struggle, clinging to her face, her parted lips heaving with each breath. Unable to resist, he leaned in to kiss her.
But just as he was about to make contact, Jing Haohao turned her head slightly to avoid him.
Hitting nothing but air, Liang Chen furrowed his brows, and unceremoniously captured her jaw in his hand to plant a possessive kiss on her lips.
Liang Chen didn’t even bother to remove her dress, just tore away her underwear and hurriedly got to the main event.
In the end, she couldn’t escape this outcome.
Staring at the dazzling chandelier on the ceiling, Jing Haohao’s internal struggle gradually faded with his relentless possession.
(Note 5)
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Liang Chen was exceptionally rough tonight, and after what felt like a long time, he finally released Jing Haohao.
Jing Haohao, entirely drained, lay unmoving on the couch, her eyes still fixed on the ceiling chandelier, revealing nothing of her emotions.
Liang Chen stayed close, resting his head on Jing Haohao’s shoulder, recovering his own breath before slowly sitting up.
Jing Haohao looked rather pale, her bound arms still resting above her head, her dress a mess.
Liang Chen observed Jing Haohao for a long while before reaching out to untie the necktie from her wrists.
Due to the binding, her wrists were swollen even worse than before.