Faced with Su Yu's "repaying kindness with hatred", Su Lingyu had only one thought. No wonder these two people were a couple, neither of them were good friends.
After being stuffed into the carriage, Su Yu swooped into the innermost part. The next moment the curtain was opened, and Zhao Ce entered the carriage covered in frost and cold. The space suddenly became cramped, and Su Yu did not dare to breathe loudly.
Fortunately, Zhao Ce just glanced at her and did nothing else. He closed his eyes and rested.
Su Yu shrank back into the corner like a hamster.
Just as the carriage was about to leave, a white figure nimbly got into the carriage like a bolt of lightning: "Meow~"
The guard was startled but did not dare to go up to catch him. He hesitated on the spot for two seconds.
"Ignore it." Zhao Ce said calmly.
He glanced at the cat huddled with Su Yu in the corner. It was indeed his beloved cat, with the same way of shrinking its neck.
The closer Su Yu got to the palace, the closer Su Yu felt that Death's sickle was getting closer to her.
"Your Majesty."
Zhao Ce still closed his eyes and ignored her, seemingly still angry.
Su Yu shut up angrily.
Zhao Ce opened his eyes and looked at her, his voice impatient: "Just say what you want to say, don't hesitate."
Su Yu: "...Oh."
She hugged the cat tightly, trying to let the cat give her strength, and asked knowingly: "Where are we going?"
"What do you think?"
"I...I..." Su Yu lowered her head with a guilty conscience, and suddenly cried and begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I deceived you because of my deception. My lord, please let me go. I will never do this again." This is the case, please don’t kill me.”
Zhao Ce wouldn't take a second glance at anyone with this spineless demeanor in front of him, and would simply tell him to gag her and drag her down. But when it was seen on Su Yu, it made people feel happy inexplicably.
I don’t know where I learned this trick of begging for mercy. It’s so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.
Zhao Ce suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth and snorted coldly.
"Aren't you good at running? Why don't you run now?"
Su Yu was about to cry and said pitifully: "Your Majesty, I was wrong."
Zhao Ce curled his lips coldly: "You realize your mistake now? It's too late, but I will not kill you. I will keep your life and torture you. When the torture is enough, I will let you go."
The man had bad intentions and threatened the little village girl to comfort himself from the worries and grievances he had felt over the past few days.
The little village girl's face turned pale and her whole body became stiff.
The guards outside the palace had already withdrawn, and the carriage drove in from the main entrance.
After getting off the carriage, Su Yu's wrist was still tightly held by the man, as if she was afraid that she would run away again.
Su Yu, who was already familiar with visiting the palace, soon discovered that this was not the way back to her courtyard.
Zhao Ce did not stop and directly led the people to the main courtyard.
Su Yu had an ominous premonition, which reached its peak the moment Zhao Ce closed the door and told no one to disturb him.
With a creak, the door slowly closed in front of her eyes.
Before Su Yu could think carefully about what Zhao Ce was going to do, there was a sudden chill behind her, and she was pushed down against the wall. A fierce and hot kiss pressed down on her, overwhelming and so powerful that there was no way to escape.
"Your Majesty... ugh!"
The soft, bright red lips were pressed until they were bloodless, and the teeth opened uncontrollably. The man's strong and domineering aura surrounded her, taking away all of Su Yu's breath.
The chin was pinched and forced to raise the face, as if actively catering to him.
Her cheeks were red from holding back, and only when a man couldn't stand it anymore would he kindly let her breathe for a while.
Su Yu was stunned by the kiss.
Why this development again?
The little village girl's eyes were filled with moisture and her expression was dull, which made people want to bully her even more.
The hot kiss was full of longing and other unspeakable emotions, burning Su Yu's reason. The hands on her waist moved slowly, and her body suddenly became soft like a puddle of spring water.
All the weight is concentrated on the hands at the waist.
The man held her up with a little force, her body hanging in the air. Su Yu's legs had no fulcrum, so she subconsciously spread them on both sides of his waist.
Zhao Ce's body froze for a moment, then returned to normal quickly, but his movements were more urgent than before, and the delicate kisses were like a storm, leaving Su Yu with no time to think, and her mind went blank.
She heard the bed curtains being pulled apart and lowered again.
My body suddenly felt cold, my clothes disappeared without knowing when, and the temperature in the small space rose rapidly.
Su Yu bit her lip, her body trembling uncontrollably. All the sensitive places on her body were touched. Her whole body looked like it was fished out of the water, and her cheeks were flushed.
"itch……"
Zhao Ce's deep voice sounded in his ears: "Bear it."
Otherwise you will not be able to bear it for a while.
Su Yu's voice sobbed, her tone broken and unable to form a single sentence: "You, didn't you... said you wanted... to torture me..."
"Yeah, I'm torturing you now."
Su Yu wanted to spit in his face. Who was tortured in bed?
But the current situation is indeed a kind of torture.
"You...stop touching..." There were many sensitive places on Su Yu's body. Her earlobe was held in her mouth and ground carefully. The numbness spread to her limbs, and she couldn't help but whimper.
Zhao Ce kissed her comfortingly and continued to go his own way.
After enough foreplay, he slowly got to the point.
Su Yu burst into tears and opened her eyes wide in fear: "No..."
Zhao Ce's eyes were suppressed and his voice was deliberately cold: "The liar should be punished."
Su Yu trembled and sobbed, and held Zhao Ce's arm as if praying: "You said you should wait until the wedding night to do this kind of thing."
The man didn't speak. He seemed determined to punish her. He raised her hands without any mercy and imprisoned her above her head, letting her be slaughtered like a piece of fish on the chopping board.
With her ears ringing, Su Yu seemed to hear something.
"I will marry you."
There was no pain as Su Yu imagined, and Zhao Ce's actions could be called gentle, which was completely opposite to the ruthlessness shown in his words.
Soon, Su Yu's cheeks turned red and she couldn't help but make an urging sound.
Zhao Ce's face darkened: "Shut up."
It was the first time that he felt pity for her, and he deliberately endured it, but unexpectedly she started to push him.
Even so, Zhao Ce still adjusted his rhythm.
After adapting, Su Yu blinked her eyes full of water vapor: "Will you bring Sister Lingyu into the palace?"
Zhao Ce rebuked sincerely this time: "Shut up."
When it comes to another woman at this time, I really don’t know what she is thinking.
Su Yu pursed her lips: "But she is your savior."
Please go find the heroine and let me, this poor liar, go. Su Yu is going to cry.
Zhao Ce pinched her waist like a punishment: "In your heart, who am I? Just take me to the house as a savior?"
Su Yu's eyes clearly expressed one meaning - didn't it?
Zhao Ce laughed angrily and said without hesitation: "Maybe I will think about it after you die."
Familiar development, familiar future.
Su Yu's vision went dark and she almost fainted from crying.
