bmitted a transfer application to the school. When he went to university, this son of the Ruan family, known as "Third Young Master," applied for a veterinary program that others considered unremarkab...He narrowed his eyes, searching her with a thoughtful expression. He watched as she pulled on her suspenders and shorts, then tossed a leather jacket over her hair before heading into the bathroom. Throughout it all, she wore an emotionless expression, lacking the former sweetness of her demeanor.

His eyes narrowed even more.

He heard the sound of water splashing from the bathroom. He pondered for a moment, his eyes flashing with predatory ferocity, and his face grew cold and determined. He walked toward the bathroom and pushed open the door. She was taking a bath. The frosted glass was steamed up, so all he could see through it was a blurry figure, but it was still graceful and alluring.

He walked over lightly, but suddenly flung the door open. To his satisfaction, she wore an expression of slight failure. Her eyes widened just a bit, revealing a flicker of bewildered panic. She was still the same as before, instinctively wanting to hide from his presence when she was vulnerable and naked in front of him. But that expression vanished too quickly, gone in less than a second, replaced by the indifferent one that annoyed him.

He walked over and pushed her against the wall. She flinched again, but still maintained a calm and aloof demeanor.

She's such a lovable yet frustrating woman!

He leaned down and kissed her forcefully. She was obedient, making no resistance, allowing him to kiss her just like that.

He bit her lips and laughed at her.

"Come on, don't do that. You can't beat me!"

As she spoke, a large hand suddenly reached down. She let out a soft gasp and then bit back her crimson lips to restrain herself.

"What a stubborn little woman!"

He snarled, moving with startling speed, not giving her time to react before he lifted her legs and took advantage of her. In her disbelief, he grinned wickedly and growled a threat in her ear.

"If you dare to use that deadpan face at me again, I have plenty of ways to deal with you!"

A whirlwind of assault, he forcefully swept her tiny boat into the current. He acted without restraint, revealing his brutal nature, fierce and unrestrained, doing everything he had hesitated to do the night before with meticulous thoroughness. And he didn't hold back at all. Lin Meng gradually realized she was being taken advantage of; instead of gaining anything, she felt like she was losing while this man reaped the benefits. Naturally, he wasn't satisfied. He started struggling. But he was like a wild bull, pinning her down tight. She angrily discovered she couldn't move him again and could only protest with angry words.

"Let go of me! Don't touch me!"

One face, thus flushed a bit, was like a water nymph, fresh and vibrant.

Rong Ling was satisfied now, and he wickedly stroked her face hard.

"This is what I call a human appearance. That lifeless look you had just now, never show me that again."

He was so domineering that it made her want to scream.

"You're the one who looks dead!"

He smiled, a dangerous and handsome grin that sent shivers down your spine. (from ..tw's beautiful novels)

"Little one, it seems you find me lacking in speed. You're not satisfied Do you think I look dead"

Let me know if you have anything else I can translate!

After the long drawn-out nasal hum, he immediately went crazy. She was so messed up that she couldn't even muster the strength to speak, only left with endless screams. By the time the storm passed, half an hour had gone by. Her voice was hoarse from screaming, and she still felt a slight pain. Her legs went soft, she couldn't even stand up, even raising them took effort, trembling violently. This terrifying man let her see more clearly just how monstrous his strength was. If he went crazy, what would that be like She had enjoyed it many times, but she was truly afraid of such intensity. Led by him, she felt like she was diving directly towards the depths of hell thousands of miles away, or suddenly soaring into the sky, jumping onto the clouds.

Exhausted to this state, and after being loved so deeply by him, how could she possibly have the energy left to wear that indifferent mask! Besides, this man's warning had been truly effective, drilling itself deep into her heart.

The only thing she could do was to harbor resentment and curse him in her heart, blaming herself for being so weak, for not being able to beat him; she also cursed him for being such a freak. Clearly, when he woke up that morning, she had the upper hand, she had already won. Yet, seeing her like that, he was initially dazed, and then sat silently without moving a muscle. This made her feel secretly pleased, thinking her plan had worked. She believed that if she continued, she would definitely provoke this man into a rage. However, after only a few short minutes, before she could even fully savor this brief success, this hateful man immediately turned the tables and pinned her down again.

It's so annoying!

She had a feeling again, marrying such a powerful man wasn't easy. Usually, he could spoil her rotten, she wanted anything, he gave it to her; whatever he asked her to do, she would do it. But at crucial moments, she always felt like she couldn't control him!

With a muffled grunt, she opened her mouth and bit him again. His shoulder, sun-kissed skin, brimming with such power, was so infuriatingly tempting; she couldn't bear to resist!

She bit down rather hard, and he let out a startled "ouch!" He wanted to act tough, but then an idea came to him. He just hummed softly.

"Be gentle!"

Wow, I haven't heard him like this before. He actually sounds hurt!

Lin Meng's rebellious emotions were running wild in her heart. Naturally, wherever she felt uncomfortable, she would stir up trouble there. So, she continued to tease him without holding back. He immediately whimpered and dodged her, scolding her to be good while his movements as he wiped her down were a little flustered. Naturally, she took advantage of the situation even further. At this point, her legs weren't weak anymore, nor was her waist hurting. Her whole mind was set on making him feel bad; if she could get back at him even a little bit, it would be worth it. He immediately became more submissive, whimpering constantly.

"Baby, be gentle, be gentle..."

"Oh, sweetheart, it hurts, it really hurts. Don't bite there, no, ah --"

"Honey, ancestors bless you, this is meat, it hurts..."

……

This is what he sounds like, who would believe he's still Rong Ling Anyone who knows him, hearing this voice, coupled with these words, would have their jaw drop in shock!

This way, he deliberately showed weakness, allowing her to vent thoroughly. During that time, he skillfully cleaned up himself and her, then when he felt it was enough, he once again pressed her against the wall, restoring his tough guy persona, easily subduing her, preventing her from moving. She had gotten wild with excitement, even though he subdued her, making her limbs unable to move, her mind was still sharp. So she could still bite. With a bite, she sank her teeth into his chest.

He hummed softly, but it was more soul-stirring than anything else.

Well, his voice, it was definitely suggestive, practically dripping with longing. Who says a man's moan won't turn a woman into a she-wolf!

She froze, realizing with dawning horror that she hadn't bitten some random spot, but his chest. Suddenly, she felt like a wolf in sheep's clothing. Shame and embarrassment washed over her; she didn't know whether to continue biting or stop. Then, he reached out, grasped her chin, and pulled it back. She followed suit, pursing her lips in feigned annoyance, but secretly relieved to be able to retreat gracefully.

He trailed his palm along her jaw, his thumb gently stroking her soft, red lips, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Little sweetie, if you're still not satisfied, wait until I get home tonight, and I'll bite you again!"

Those captivating eyes held a mesmerizing tenderness. The face, which usually appeared cold and aloof, softened like the gentle swaying of willow branches in the breeze. And those lips, which seemed somewhat indifferent, moved with a playful curl, revealing the warmest of smiles.

He showed her how he treated a woman with the utmost gentleness, in his own way. He showed her just how much he cherished this woman.

His eyes, like polished obsidian, glittered with amusement, leaping into hers without a hint of shyness. He seemed to want to convey his joy and affection directly to her heart, sending it deep into her very soul.

That is so true!

She was truly bewildered for a moment, rendered speechless. Wrapped in a large towel, she was half-carried out of the bathroom by him. As she changed clothes in the dressing room, she finally came to her senses. Naturally, she was both angry and annoyed, deeply displeased with him. She instinctively disguised herself with a blank expression. Well, he immediately pressed her down and kissed her, a wild, fervent kiss. He stared intently into her eyes, his gaze both wicked and earnest, whispering clearly into her ear word by word.

"Sweetheart, you're putting on that zombie face again, are you inviting me Didn't I satisfy you earlier"

He didn't even wait for her to explain, he scooped her up and carried her toward the locker room. This immediately frightened her, and she cried out in alarm.

"Let me down, let me down!"

He remained unmoved, looking unusually serious. He left the locker room and headed straight for the big bed.

She was so angry that she was rendered powerless, not as domineering as a man. She couldn't even put on a facade!

"Let me down! If you don't, I'm going to be really angry!"

Raising her hand, she wildly pounded his chest.

He suddenly let her down, not even a hint of anger in his eyes as he leaned in and kissed her on the lips, a faint smile playing on his face.

"It's fine to be angry, just don't give me the zombie stare and act like I'm not here!"

"You are too domineering, simply detestable!"

When driven by anger, words are spoken impulsively and with intense feelings of love and hate!

At the same time, she pushed his face away with all her might. Unintentionally, her palm slid heavily across his cheek and lips, feeling like a slap that passed over his face, radiating intense disgust and contempt!

He abruptly stopped laughing, his handsome features stiffening for a moment. She could clearly feel it, in that instant, his dark eyes revealed pain!

As if he didn't want her to feel it, he immediately reached out and rubbed the top of her head hard, conveniently using it to block his own eyes. When his big hand loosened, he also stepped away from her. He passed her by.

Her heart began to ache, thread by thread. There was a faint remorse that surfaced in her mind.

She bit her lip heavily, twisting to look at him. She still saw his tall figure. But this lonely figure made her heart ache a little. She stood there, lost in thought. Feeling that she had tormented him, but also—tormented herself!

He changed his clothes quickly. When he came out of the dressing room, it seemed as if he had composed himself. There was no trace of his previous appearance on his face.

"Put on your clothes, don't catch a cold!"

What was said, especially the tenderness of it.

He held her clothes in his hand, stood beside her, and naturally helped her put them on, as if she were a child. She reached out to do it herself, but he stopped her. He was so tall and naturally arrogant, yet for her, he bent down, humbled himself, like a servant, with no impatience or annoyance on his face, his eyes still so focused and intense. This made her feel even worse inside. After she was dressed, she mumbled awkwardly.

Thank you!

He raised his eyes and gave her a faint smile. But it was this very faint smile that made her even more uncomfortable. This man tended to be cold and aloof, rarely smiling, but he would indeed laugh happily for her, chuckle contentedly, and even curl the corner of his mouth into a slight angle, smiling faintly. However, in his smile towards her, there was none of this kind of expression. She suppressed the hurt in her heart, just to respond to him, and forced a smile.

As if possessed, she reached out to touch his face, wanting him to look different. But the moment her hand moved even a little, it instinctively retracted.

Lin Meng, you can't give up again just because you feel soft-hearted!

This man is strong, not as fragile as you think!

But what came to her mind was him pushing open the door to the study, bending down to hold her tight, letting her embrace his face; and him burying his head in her chest, greedily absorbing her warmth!

"Let's go downstairs for dinner, you must be hungry!"

A soft, gentle voice, as if nothing was amiss, yet seemed to flow with silent pain.

He grasped her hand, but she responded in a way that suggested uselessness, merely touching his fingertips with hers, lightly tracing the lines of his palm.

He suddenly lowered his head to look at her, his eyes flashing brightly for a moment, as if he were overjoyed simply because of her innocent action.

This made her feel very uncomfortable!

She turned her head.

Although I regret it, I still replied to him calmly.

"Hmm."

She thought that she probably loved him a little more, so she always remembered his good points and worried about his hurt. That's why she was so pathetically unable to win him over. And she was always so naive and easily swayed by him, foolishly using her whole heart to care for him and understand him!

Could he possibly understand this feeling! Would it make him pity her a little more!

She believed in his love for her, deeply convinced of her own uniqueness to him. However, love is not an all-powerful shield that can deflect all harm. She was loved by him, but she could also be hurt by him.

Especially, he was so indulgent towards Li Lanqiu again!

This really pushed her to her limit!

She felt touched early in the morning, then she felt sorry and understanding for him, feeling wronged herself. It was really a big mockery!

Serves you right for living in denial and being abused!

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