Silent Lover 2 (Tanhua) - Chap 6
Chapter 6 Went to Wushan Together (Serial Edition)
Song Liqing was dizzy from the fall, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jun Qiyu wave away the robe, leaving only the inner garment, and threw herself directly on him, kissing her neck indiscriminately.
Song Liqing was dizzy, and instinctively refused him.
“Qiyu!” Song Liqing panted heavily, “Qiyu, be more sober…”
Jun Qiyu paused, he grabbed Song Liqing’s wrist, and asked condescendingly: “You want a bridal chamber, and the Lord will grant you, so why are you resisting? I said that you became a bitch and set up a memorial archway, and you begged me on your knees.” Bridal chamber, don’t talk about chastity with the master.”
“not like this……”
The wedding night he imagined should not be like this.
Hiss——
Song Liqing was caught off guard, his skirt was ripped open, Jun Qiyu’s force was too great, a hole was torn in the robe, Song Liqing’s clothes were completely loose.
Jun Qiyu saw his body, which was usually covered tightly, thin and bony, yet delicate and white, like a holy crane, unstained by dust and not stepping on the world of mortals.
There was an elegant fragrance on his skin, like the fragrance of grass, trees, pine and bamboo, and like the fragrance of flower sticks and books.
Jun Qiyu’s desire to conquer was aroused at once, and his eyes turned red at once. He got down on the ground without hesitation, and kissed Fangze.
Song Liqing already had tears in his eyes, and he was helpless.
The person in front of me is tall, strong, with a body line like a jade carving, handsome and handsome. If the god is imagined by the world, it must be the imitated Jun Qiyu.
He pressed on Song Liqing’s body, and the skin of the two of them touched, and the skin that had been doused by the rain became slippery at this moment, creating a sultry atmosphere.
“Qiyu!”
Song Liqing’s voice was full of tears.
Only then did Jun Qiyu pause for a moment, and Song Liqing took advantage of his slack to pull back the scattered clothes and covered her body tremblingly.
Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Jun Qiyu was very satisfied, with a haughty smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was admiring her own work: messing up a cold and proud person, making him feel proud.
“You want it, don’t you?” Jun Qiyu asked jokingly.
Song Liqing’s tears were shining, from the moment he gave the marriage, he knew that this day would come, and he was looking forward to it, but it was definitely not like this.
“Qiyu…” Song Liqing asked humbly with a trembling voice, “Do you treat me like this because you love me…or hate me?”
Jun Qiyu’s eyes turned cold.
“You know it well.”
Song Liqing expected this answer, but his heart was still chilled to the bone.
“I hope to be with you, to be one body, I am willing to do anything you do to me, but I hope you are deeply in love, not out of revenge, okay?”
But Jun Qiyu couldn’t understand the contradictory words.
“If I want you, I want you. Why are there so many excuses? If you don’t want to, there are naturally people who are willing to serve you. Hu Nuer is waiting for me now…”
Song Liqing’s heart was severely cut again.
“I never force others. If you are not willing, I will go back to Xingle Zhai now. Let me ask you, are you willing?”
No matter in terms of status or emotion, Jun Qiyu has the upper hand and is sure to win.
There are two thoughts in Song Liqing’s mind. He can dedicate everything to the person he loves, but Jun Qiyu obviously doesn’t love him. But on the wedding night, how could he let his lover have sex with someone else?
Song Liqing was in pain and sourness, his lips trembled slightly, and when he closed his eyes, two tears fell down at the same time.
He has a kind of unspeakable grief. It turns out that his soul talent is not enough to make people like him, but he needs to use his body to keep the one he loves.
What is the difference between this and Israel serving people?
“I…will.”
Jun Qiyu said domineeringly: “Then don’t be coy.”
“Qiyu… I’m afraid…”
Song Liqing didn’t know what he was afraid of, maybe he was afraid of pain, of being hurt, of being drained of everything, and of being ruthlessly abandoned one day.
He can only close his eyes not to look, close the door of his heart not to think.
This night, like the beginning of Pangu when the world opened up and the world became bright, and like Wushan collapsed and the sea turned into mulberry fields, Jun Qiyu’s energy and anger accumulated for half a lifetime were all crazily vented on Song Liqing.
The thunderstorm did not know when it would stop, and Song Liqing passed out on the wedding day.
…
The sound I heard again was the chirping of birds outside.
Song Liqing’s head hurts, and his body hurts even more. He frowned and opened his eyes, his arms and body were covered with bruises, and the room was filled with a sense of lust that had not yet dissipated.
No one knows how he spent the night.
He seemed to be having a dream, a hysterical dream.
Only the disheveled mattress, the curtains that had been torn by his agony proved to be real.
Song Liqing endured the pain and got up, Jun Qiyu beside him was still asleep. When he fell asleep, the childishness on his face would show a little bit. He was cute and quiet. His facial features had both the heroic spirit of Emperor Xuan and the empress. The handsome, high brow bone and thin lips, everything is so peaceful and beautiful.
Song Liqing raised the corner of his mouth, he couldn’t help but put his fingers on Jun Qiyu’s face, and stroked it gently.
“Qiyu… If only you were as good as you are now, calm and gentle, don’t open your teeth and claws to hurt people when you wake up…”
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