Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

The man’s muscular body forced itself between her legs. His hand grasped the back of her head and he was kissing her forcefully.

His long tongue delved into her mouth, taking in every sweet inch of her. He hooked her tongue as if he was eating the most delectable snack in the world and his kissing was relentless.

Mmgh!

Feng Lingxue felt breathless. She felt as though she was going to be devoured by his ravenous kissing.

Didn’t he despise her lips?

Why was he kissing her so ferociously now?

Just when she was about to run out of breath, Feng Lingxue placed her hands on his muscular chest and pushed him away.

Then she laid her head docilely against his chest and wrapped her arms around his torso.

Xuan Ying’s eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was ragged. His lips were on her hair. He had actually been so stimulated by her kiss that he had lost control of himself.

He wanted her.

Every cell in his body was screaming for him to take her.

Although he hated her in his heart, his body could not deny that he wanted her badly.

He had never had any woman before.

She was his very first.

When he was staying at Ah Jiao’s room during his youth, like all the other young boys, he developed an interest in girls.

And she had blossomed into a ravishing and beautiful lady.

She was always a relentless presence in his erotic dreams.

These three years, he would still have such dreams, and she would repeatedly appear in his dreams.

He was a hot-blooded male with raging hormones and he would have sexual urges at least twice a week. Even when he was at the barracks, he rejected beautiful ladies who had been sent to his tent to satiate his physical desires.

It was not as if he was keeping himself celibate for her. In what way was she worth it? It was just that he felt that those bewitching temptresses and the beauties at Snow Mountain Residence were incomparable to her.

He did not want to bed anyone else.

He only wanted to bed her.

Xuan Ying inched closer to her ear and murmured hoarsely, “Your stone is in my pocket. Take it yourself.”

Feng Lingxue promptly stretched her hand out and stuck it into his pocket. Her hand touched his muscular thigh through the sheer thin material of his clothing.

But she did not manage to find her stone.

She raised her head and looked at him with her entrancing eyes. “My stone is not there.”

As Xuan Ying gazed at her, he cupped her face with his large palm. “Service me well and I’ll return it to you.”

Feng Lingxue’s eyes gradually blazed seductively. She got down from the vanity table and slowly bent in front of him. She stretched her hands out to undo his black belt…

Xuan Ying picked her up and placed her back on the vanity table. “No need, I want… you.”

With that, he pushed her skirt upwards.

Feng Lingxue’s body gradually became stiff. She restrained his hand and looked at her cautiously. “Master, can I use… another method…”

Xuan Ying looked up to see her wan face looking back at him. Even her body had become as stiff and hard as a rock.

She called him “Master.”

It felt like he had been drenched with a tub of cold water. If not for the damn stone, she would never have called him, never have come to his place, never have hugged and kissed him of her own volition and be so obedient too.

Retracting his hand, Xuan Ying glared at her coldly, his aura blazing with intimidation. “If you don’t want to come here, then don’t force yourself. You can be so coquettish and sultry with others, but when you come to me, you act like you are being raped.”