“Qin Heye! Let go first… um.” Shi Ning tried to push him away, a desperate plea bubbling in her throat. She had something important to say! But his arms tightened around her slender waist. He bit her lip playfully, then whispered, his voice a low, cold plea, “Don’t leave me .”
Shi Ning really did have something to say, and she turned her head, trying to evade his insistent kisses. But he was relentless; for every dodge, there was a kiss. Escape was impossible. Exasperated, a sudden surge of anger coursed through her. She slapped him, a light but definite contact against his face.
She gasped for breath, finally tearing herself away, and cried out, “I said don’t kiss me!”
The force of the slap was minimal, but in the oppressive silence of the room, the sharp snap resonated like a thunderclap. After the sound faded, a new, heavier silence descended, so profound it seemed to stop time itself. The air grew thick, suffocating, making it difficult to breathe.
Shi Ning, holding her breath, dared a tentative glance at Qin Heye. His towering, formidable frame loomed over her, like a small mountain blocking her path, his potent aura crushing her. His stern, handsome face was barely visible in the dimness, but his eyes, deep and cold, pierced through her, devoid of warmth, like the gaze of a predator assessing its prey.
A chilling thought struck her: these were the eyes of a murderer from a suspense drama. She might Die!
She instinctively recoiled, her neck shrinking into her shoulders, her back plastered against the wall, leaving no room for retreat. She didn’t dare speak, terrified of provoking him further, yet she couldn’t tear her gaze away from the man who seemed capable of ending her. Simultaneously, she noted the shocked flurry of comments from the barrage.
[Oh my God! The vicious female supporting role actually slapped the villain in the face! Don’t hit people in the face! How dare she slap the face of the most ruthless villain! Will she be killed by the villain? ]
[It’s good that she died, the vicious female supporting role should have died long ago! Our heroine Yin Yin and hero Xizhou have been bullied into such a state, the villain should kill her! ]
[Is there a newcomer upstairs? How could Qin Heye bear to kill Shi Ning? Being slapped in the face by his wife, it was obvious that he was enjoying it. He was even worried that his wife’s hand would hurt, so he wanted to lick it a few times to relieve her pain. ]
[That’s right, you don’t understand our love-brained villain at all. He will kill Shi Ning, but he will only do it in one place, that is, on the bed! ]
[To the point of ecstasy, it’s also killing! I’ll give the villain a small gift, watch a small advertisement, support him to buy a gold chain, and then lock him in the attic and kill Shi Ning ruthlessly! ]
Shi Ning’s fear of Qin Heye momentarily dissipated, replaced by a wave of disbelief at the bizarre comments. But then, she looked at Qin Heye again. His gloomy eyes and icy expression betrayed no hint of enjoyment from being slapped.
[Your Wild Lemon CP is really weird! What’s the difference between the way the villain looks at Shi Ning and the way he looks at a dead person? I think if he doesn’t kill Shi Ning this time, he will beat her to death! ]
[Look! Qin Heye raised his hand and was going to strangle Shi Ning to death! The vicious female supporting role is finally going to be offline. I want to give the author a gift to celebrate! ]
Shi Ning’s eyes widened in horror. Just as the barrage predicted, Qin Heye slowly raised his hand. Beneath his shirt, the muscles of his arm visibly flexed, brimming with raw power. He was going to beat her to death!
Terror seized her, and she squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for the impact.
But the blow never came. Instead, the next second, she felt his hand move to the collar of his shirt.
Hiss! Shi Ning’s pupils constricted. She watched in stunned disbelief as Qin Heye, with a sudden, violent motion, tore open his shirt. He ripped it open! He tore it right off!
Buttons exploded from their fastenings, scattering and rolling across the polished floor. Before her stood his powerful, sharply defined, intensely sexual abdominal muscles, suddenly revealed.
“You… you…” Shi Ning, who had moments ago prepared for a brutal end, was now utterly bewildered, stammering as Qin Heye savagely tore his own clothes.
Qin Heye’s eyes, blazing red, met hers. His voice, cold and guttural, resonated in the silent room. “You like to see abdominal muscles, so I’ll take them off for you to see.”
Shi Ning: !!!
He then took her small hand and placed it directly onto his solid chest. “You like to touch abdominal muscles, so I’ll take them off for you to touch.”
Shi Ning, her hand now on his abs: !!!
He guided her hand, tracing the contours of his V-line, moving down from the left, then to the right, his voice growing hoarse. “You can look at it as you like, touch it as you like, take pictures as you like, whatever you want …”
Qin Heye’s voice softened even further, almost a whisper, his head lowered, seemingly too shy to meet her gaze directly. He gently guided her hand to the spot where his mermaid line disappeared tantalizingly close to his pants. “Whatever you want to do to me, whatever you want to do, just don’t leave.”
His voice was soft, muffled, laced with a strange blend of humility, pleading, and an almost shy eagerness to please. It was a side of Qin Heye Shi Ning had never witnessed before. In the charged atmosphere of the room, it felt dangerously easy for them to lose themselves entirely.